Fic: Seeing Red (part 7/7) W/B C/X NC17

["TheBear!" <thebear@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>]

Title: Seeing Red

Author: The Bear

Rating, Pairing, Spoilers, Disclaimer, Summary and such in part 1

***

Part 7

Willow and Buffy were poking around the Late Dr. Backer's office,
looking for clues. 

Willow was looking through the files on his desk. She said, "It's weird
going through his things. Look, he didn't finish his coffee. Guess he
won't."

Buffy said, "Yep, another person I wasn't in time to save. It's too bad
Angel didn't put me in the hospital sooner." she trailed off as she
looked at Willow, who was staring at her, hands on hips, and a stern
look on her face.

Willow kept glaring at Buffy, her eyes unblinking.

Buffy blushed, finally getting it. "I'm moping again, aren't I?" she
asked, suddenly finding the floor to be quite interesting.

Willow dropped her hands off of her hips and stepped closer to her
girlfriend until they were almost touching. "You know, Buffy. The
whole 'poor me, everything is my fault' thing is not very attractive."

Buffy looked up as if to say something. The words died on her lips
unspoken as she saw Willow raise her brows as if to say, 'are you really
about to interrupt me?' She dropped her gaze back down to the floor.

Willow reached out and gripped Buffy's chin firmly, dragging her head
back up to meet her gaze. "Say it," she demanded.

Buffy's eyes dropped, but she mumbled, "It's not my fault."

Willow wasn't satisfied. "Look me in the eyes and say it again," she
instructed.

Buffy met Willow's eyes for a moment, but she dropped her gaze again.
She couldn't say it.

Willow sighed. "Buffy, you saw someone killed by a monster right in
front of you! You were too sick to stop it, not to mention that the
monster was *invisible!* It's natural to be upset. It's alright to be
angry. Now you're going to do something productive about it- you're
going to slay it. Something no one else in the world would do! They'd
all run and hide and thank God they were still alive!" 

Willow moved her hand from Buffy's chin to her cheek, her other hand
mirroring the gesture. As she cupped her girlfriend's face in her
hands, she said, "If you weren't going to do your best to kill this
thing, then you'd have something to feel guilty about; because that's
something you can control. Being sick, being unable to see the
invisible thing. those are things you couldn't control. Those you don't
get to feel guilty about. Understand?"

Buffy nodded her head slightly.

"Now, look me in the eyes and say it," she once again commanded.

Buffy met Willow's eyes, tears falling out of her own as she said, "It
wasn't my fault." She threw her arms around the redhead and hugged her
tightly, "God, what did I do to deserve you, Will?"

Willow pulled out of the hug and smiled at the teary slayer. "Oh, come
on. I'm not *that* bad, am I?" she asked, teasingly.

Buffy rewarded her with a smile at that. "No, you're the best! I love
you so much, Willow!"

Willow kissed her gently, and said, "Well, that's good, 'cause I feel
exactly the same about you!" Drying Buffy's tears with her thumbs, she
added, "Now, lets figure out what's the what, then you can kick this
monster's ass, and tomorrow I can give you the proper reward for being
the conquering hero!"

Buffy said excitedly, "Oh yeah! I'm all for that!"

***

Several minutes later, Willow said, "Hey, wait, I think I have
something."

Buffy said, "Whatcha got, Sherlock."

Willow said, "Okay, this makes sense. Dr. Backer was trying to inoculate
the kids with a controlled dosage of the same virus they already had."

She got a confused look from Buffy.

Willow explained, "Oh, raising their temperatures to burn the fever out
of them."

Buffy asked, "Would that work?"

Willow answered, "According to this it was starting to. So he really was
trying to help the kids."

Buffy said, "Till that thing stopped him." This time she said it, not
with guilty self-flagellation, but with a determined, 'I'm gonna kick
it's ass!' tone to her voice.

***

Giles, Xander and Cordelia were in the Sunnydale High School library,
going through a stack of books on the table. Giles held Ryan's drawing
for comparison. 

Cordelia said, "Eww, what does this do?

Giles said, "(puts his mug down) What?

Cordelia found a particularly nasty specimen and pushed the book toward
Giles, asking, "What does this do?"

Giles answered, "Uh, it, uh, extracts vital organs to replenish its own
mutating cells."

Cordelia said, "Wow!" Leaning over to look at his book, she pointed at
another picture and asked, "What does this one do?"

Xander looked up over the top of his book, not moving his head, just his
eyes. He could see the slow boil rising up in Giles face. Rather than
say anything to Cordelia, he just went back to his book, pretending not
to notice. Hey, he may be cowardly, but he'd leave the blowing up to
Giles. "Pussy-whipped? Who, Me?" he thought quietly.

Giles looked up at her and said, "Um, i-it elongates its mouth to, uh,
engulf its victim's head with its incisors."

"Ouch," Cordelia said. "Wait, what does this one do?" she asked,
pointing to another.

Giles' frustration boiled over and he fairly shouted, "It asks endless
questions of those with whom it's supposed to be working so that nothing
is getting done."

"Boy, there's a demon for everything," Cordelia said, clueless to Giles
annoyance.

Giles slapped down Ryan's picture and got up from the table in disgust.
He took off his glasses and rubbed his forehead, saying, "I don't even
know if we're on the right track. Since this, uh... miscreant has only
been seen by select individuals, there's a chance we won't ever... find
a picture of it!"

Cordelia looked over at Xander and said, "Well, it's not in here." 

Xander watched as she closed her book. Suddenly he sat up, noticing on
the cover a drawing that looks quite like the monster they were looking
for. 

Giles looked down at it and slowly put his glasses back on. 

Cordy noticed their gaze and looked at the book's cover too. "Hey."

***

Buffy and Willow were back in Buffy's room, chatting about how Buffy
might fight this, whatever it was, when the phone rang. 

Buffy picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"

The voice on the phone said, without preamble, "It's called Der
Kindestod."

Buffy wrinkled her nose, not recognizing the voice. She said, "Who is
this?"

The voice answered, "It's me. I've got your monster!"

Buffy said, "Cordelia? Where's Giles?"

Cordelia said, "Looking up stuff."

Buffy said, "Well, can you put him on?"

Cordelia said, "Hey! I found your guy, okay? Just listen."

Buffy shrugged and said, "Right." She pulled the phone partially away
from her ear so Willow could scoot over and listen in.

Cordelia said, "Ok, The name means 'child death'. This book says that
he feeds off of children by sucking the life out of them. Eww! But
anyway, afterwards, it looks like they died because they were sick."

Buffy said, "So it did kill Tina."

Cordelia said, "Yeah, that's my take. 'Cause it would be looking at the
children's ward as basically an all-you-can-eat kind of thing, y'know."

Buffy said, "Backer was curing the kids and taking away the (cut to
Cordelia, nodding) Kindestod's food.

Cordelia said, "Hence, the slice-age."

Buffy heard Giles in the background, "I found a picture of how it kills.
Let me talk to her."

Cordelia said, "Oh! Eww!"

Buffy said, "What?"

Cordelia said, "Oh! Uh, you should see this thing! The way it does its
thing, I mean, eww!"

Buffy heard shuffling sounds and suddenly Cordelia's voice sounded
distant, as though she had stepped away from the phone, "Why do I let
you guys drag me into this stuff?"

Giles said, "Uh, uh, Buffy? Are you, are you still there?"

Buffy smirked, "Hanging on every eww."

Giles said, "Uh, the, um, the Kindestod gorges by sitting atop his prey,
pinning it down, uh, helplessly. Then he slowly draws out the life. I-it
must be, uh, h-horrifying for the victim."

Buffy just stared off into space.

Giles said, "Buffy? Hello?"

Buffy was remembering the death of her cousin. It fit exactly what
Giles was describing.

Giles said, "Buffy, w-what is it?"

Willow noticed the look on Buffy's face and took the phone from her
hand. She said, "Thanks Giles," and hung up the receiver. Looking with
concern at her girlfriend, she said, "What is it baby?"

Buffy said, "It killed Celia."

Willow asked, "Your cousin?"

Buffy looked in Willow's eyes and said, "We have to get this thing,
Willow, before it gets any more kids."

Willow pulled her girlfriend into a hug and said, "You will. We will."

Buffy's voice was quiet, "But how? I-I can't even see it."

Willow pointed out, "You saw it once."

Buffy said, "Did I? Uh, maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. I mean,
I was crazed with that fever. Who knows..." her voice trailed off as
she thought of something."

***

Willow and Buffy were once again standing in Dr. Backer's office,
looking into the refrigerator.

Willow said, "Buffy, think about this." The concern was evident in her
voice.

Buffy crouched down to get a better look and said, "I have. Lots of
thoughts."

Willow said, "It's crazy."

Buffy started searching through the test tubes. She said, "The fever.
That's how you see the Kindestod. That's why Celia could see it. That's
why Ryan still can." Finding the right one, she added, "It's the only
way."

Buffy stood back up and faced Willow, test tube in hand.

Willow said, "But how are you gonna fight this thing with 107 degree
temperature?"

Buffy said, "I guess we'll find out." She uncapped the tube and raised
it to drink the serum. 

Willow quickly stopped her, "Buffy!"

Buffy said, "Willow, I'm going to do this."

Willow snatched the tube away and said, "Buffy, that's 100% pure. It'll
kill you in an instant."

Buffy's eyes got big and she said, "Oh. They really should put that on
the label."

Willow reached into the refrigerator for a bottle of drinking water and
grabbed a beaker that was sitting on top. Buffy closed the fridge while
Willow set the beaker on the desk and opened the bottle.

Willow said, "It needs to be diluted," as she poured some water into the
beaker.

Buffy said, "Okay, but this better work fast."

Willow took the test-tube and drew some of the serum into a dropper.
She held it over the beaker and let a single drop fall in.

Buffy said, "Faster than that."

Willow put everything in her hands down and turned to Buffy. "This will
be enough. I'm not going to let you kill yourself because you couldn't
save your cousin. When Buffy was going to protest, Willow added, "You
still have to be able to fight, Buffy. If you're down for the count
because you take too much, you won't just be risking yourself, you'll be
risking those kids." Willow felt bad about guilting Buffy, but once
again thought, "Sometimes you have to fight fire with fire." 

Buffy relented, taking the beaker, holding it up and looking at it, then
over at Willow. "Here's to my health," she said. After another
moment's hesitation she swigged down the water and serum.

***

Willow and Buffy came around the corner into the hall outside the
children's ward. As they headed to the ward, Buffy was starting to feel
the effects of the virus. She said, "I think it's working. I feel. I
feel hot."

Willow felt her forehead and could detect some warmth. She said, "Yeah,
you're defiantly getting warm."

Buffy said, "Good."

They reached the door to the ward, and Buffy looked in through the
door's window. 

The beds were all empty.

Buffy said, "The kids. They're gone."

She and Willow exchanged a surprised and very worried look.

Willow asked, "What could have happened?"

Buffy said, "I don't know." Turning to face Willow, she continued,
"Maybe we're too late. Maybe they moved." She ran her hand over her
forehead and said "Maybe. I don't... I'm really hot Will."

Turning to look back into the room Buffy started to see something.
Squinting her eyes slightly, she said, "Will?"

Willow responded, "What?"

Buffy said, "I think it's in there."

A shimmering form began to take shape. It moved over to a bed, and
suddenly Buffy could clearly see the Kindestod. It looked into an empty
bed as though searching. "Maybe it doesn't see the same way we do," she
thought as she stared at it through the door's window. The monster
looked over at another bed and then noticed her staring. It
straightened itself up and looked directly at her. 

Buffy's eyes went wide and she felt a shiver of fear run down her spine.


It just giggled maniacally and doffed its hat to her. It stared at her
for another moment, then it turned toward the other door to the ward. It
the hat back on and began to walk to the other door. 

Buffy looked at the sign on the door. It said basement access.

Buffy said, "It's going after them!" She turned to Willow and said,
"They're in the basement, Will. Find a another way and get 'em!" she
said as she stepped back and snap kicked the door open.

Willow didn't hesitate, she took off down the hall, saying, "I'll get
'em Buffy!"

Before the Kindestod could open the door to the basement access, it
heard the sound of the door crashing open. It turned around in time to
catch Buffy's foot in its chest as she performed a leaping kick. The
monster hit the door and smashed through it in a shower of splinters.

Buffy felt a little dizzy after landing from the assault. The exertion
of the two kicks combined with the fever had drained her a bit. She
quipped, "You make me sick.

The Kindestod stood up and faced her. She swings at it again with a
fist, but the monster blocked it. 

Buffy wasn't in top form as she fought the Kindestod, and it eventually
gained the upper hand and punched her twice in the face, then threw her
against the wall. She climbed to her feet and swung twice at the
monster, but it just leaned back and avoided the blows. 

It grabbed her again and throws her into another wall. She recovered
quickly, and hopped up onto one of the beds. She took a quick look at
the Kindestod, and then jumped off of the bed and landed a hard kick on
its face. 

It stumbled back and to its knee as she landed on her feet. She kicked
it three more times while it tried to get back up. It struck her with a
backhand and she spun around and let out a grunt of pain. The monster
took her by the shoulder and backhand punched her in the face again. It
then grabbed her by the throat, lifted her up and threw her across the
room. Buffy struck the side of one of the beds, knocking it over. She
was stunned and just lay there on the floor for a moment. 

The Kindestod reached down for its hat, disdainfully brushed it off, and
put it back on its bald pate. 

Buffy recovered from her daze, but not in time to get away as the
monster knelt and reaches for her head. It held her steady with both
hands and its eyes bugged out and split open, reaching out to her on
stalks. 

Buffy thought, "Eww! Gross!" as she reached up and grabbed the
eyestalks. She viciously wrenched them sideways from it's head tearing
the flesh. The sound of its scream caused her whole body to shudder.
She pulled a knee to her chest and planted her foot against it, sending
it flying away from her and onto its back. 

She rolled over and climbed onto her feet, somewhat unsteady. She
stumbled over to the monster who was just getting to its feet, mostly
debilitated from the wound to its eyestalks. Buffy went behind the
beast and kicked out one of it's knees, bringing it down. She reached
around its neck from behind and wrenched its head back with all her
might, as though she was going to toss the monster over her hip. She
didn't have enough strength to throw the Kindestod, but there was a
horrible crunching, tearing noise and its neck twisted and elongated
several inches, its body collapsing dead to the floor as she let go. 

Buffy stood there for a moment looking down at the Kindestod's prone
body.

***

Willow had found the kids, and led them up to the nurses station,
leaving them in Dr. Wilkinson's capable hands. She explained that she
had seen the empty room and the open basement access, and- as a
concerned citizen- felt obligated to find the kids. She didn't think
the Doctor entirely bought her story, but what was she going to say?
"Oh, the kids were hiding from a life-sucking monster, who's ass my
girlfriend is presently kicking in the children's ward?" Yeah, that'd
go over well.

She went back to the ward to check on Buffy and found her standing,
looking at the floor.

"You ok, Baby?" she asked quietly.

"Actually," Buffy said as she turned to look at her girlfriend, "I think
I'm starting to feel better."

Willow stepped to her side and felt her forehead, "You're still kinda
hot."

Buffy smirked, saying, "Aww, you say the sweetest things, Love."

Willow blushed and quipped, "You must be feeling better." Turning to
look at the empty patch of floor that had captured Buffy's attention,
she asked, "So, is it dead?"

Buffy nodded, reaching out and kicking the body in front of her. "Yep.
I broke its neck."

Willow goggled at the sight of Buffy's foot meeting resistance in the
thin air. She tentatively reached out with her foot and pushed at it.
Her eyes widened, "Wow," she said.

Buffy looked at Willow with a confused expression until she remembered
that Willow couldn't see it.

"Uh, Buffy?" Willow asked.

"Yeah, Will?" 

"What are we gonna do with it?" 

"Um."

***

A phone call to Giles resulted in he and Xander taking the body. They
decided to bury it despite it's invisibility. Giles, upon examining the
corpse, continued to say 'Good Lord' every few minutes, interspersed
with, "Amazing!" or the occasional, "Incredible!"

Buffy finally got Giles to quit with the superlatives and pick up one
end of the monster, while Xander took the other. They finally just
decided to walk out the front door with it. No one was going to be able
to see it anyway.

Willow, Buffy and Cordelia retired to Buffy's room to wait for the guys
to get done. Cordelia had stunned them all by offering to help with the
burying chores, but Xander had told her not to worry about it. Buffy
and Willow traded a glance at the goofy look on Xan and Cordy's faces
when they kissed goodbye.

As the door shut behind the guys after they left, and Cordelia turned
around and leaned against the door with a dreamy look on her face,
Willow couldn't help but tease the statuesque brunette. Turning to
Buffy she said, "We don't make faces like that, do we?"

Buffy went right along with it, "I don't think so." she paused as if
really thinking about it, "Nah!"

Cordelia was in such an amazingly good mood, that she didn't take even
the slightest offence. She just smirked at the couple and said, "Oh,
yes you do! You two spend so much time making moon-eyes at each other
it's a wonder you don't walk into things!"

Buffy and Willow both laughed at that. They looked into each other's
eyes for a moment and were both thinking the same thought. "I can
hardly wait for tomorrow night!"

Buffy shook off the reverie, thinking, "It's probably a good thing I'm
wasted from that fight, or I'd kick Cordelia out and ravish Willow right
here and now!"

Willow blinked a few times and turned back to Cordelia, to see her
smirking at them. She was really curious about their relationship after
Xander's affirmation of falling in love last night. "Did Xander tell
you he's in love with you?" She didn't mean to be so blunt, but it just
kinda slipped out.

Cordelia looked confused, "How did you know?"

Willow had the grace to look embarrassed, "Uh, sorry about that. Uh,
Xander. last night. that's what we were talking about in the library."

Cordelia remembered being annoyed when she walked in to find Xander and
Willow embracing. Normally she wouldn't really consider another girl's
feelings about her boyfriend, but she knew Willow's friendship was
important to Xander. Plus, now that she wasn't playing queen bitch all
the time, she had to admit that Willow was a nice girl, and a good
friend. Even if she was horribly fashion-unconscious. 

"Yeah, he did," she said with a sigh, remembering the amazing feeling
she had when he told her he was in love with her.

Willow suddenly got serious, "Do you love him?" she asked.

Cordelia caught Willow's tone and looked her right in the eye, "Yes. I
do." She was ready to fire with both barrels, expecting Willow to make
some comment about her not knowing what love was, or something stupid
like that.

Willow relaxed and smiled broadly. "Good. Congratulations Cordelia,
I'm really happy for you both."

Cordelia was thrown for a moment, getting pretty much the opposite of
what she had been expecting.

Buffy added her congratulations, "Yeah, Cordelia. I think that's
great."

Cordelia paused for a moment, as if waiting for the other shoe to drop,
"Uh, thanks guys," she said tentatively.

Completely out of the blue, Willow said, "If you hurt him, I'll beat you
to death with a shovel."

Cordelia and Buffy both stared at Willow, slack-jawed with shock. Buffy
finally regained her voice, "Willow!"

Willow just shrugged, the smile never leaving her face as she said, "A
vague disclaimer's no one's friend."

Cordelia shook her head and said, "You know, I think your girlfriend's
violent tendencies are rubbing off on you."

She hadn't planned to say any of this stuff, it just came bubbling out.
"Cordelia, you spent most of my life making me miserable. You hurt me
more than anyone else ever could. I cried myself to sleep practically
every other night through grade school and junior high over things you
said to me. I hated you like no one else in the whole world." Willow
was amazed that she hadn't broken down into tears yet. She just said it
dispassionately, like she was discussing the weather. "You made me hate
myself, Cordelia. So, I hope you'll forgive me for being concerned
about my best friend being in love with you, for worrying about him
getting hurt."

If Cordelia hadn't been leaning against the door, she would have fallen
to her knees. She felt as though Willow had kicked her in the stomach.
It hurt so badly because it was all true. Cordelia had delighted in
tormenting the redhead through most of their lives. "I. I don't know
what to say, Willow. 'I'm sorry' doesn't begin to cover it." 

Buffy drew Willow into her lap, hugging her so that her back was drawn
tightly to the slayer's chest. She didn't say a word, just held her,
let her know without speaking, that she was there for her, that she
supported her.

Willow felt like she was releasing a lot of baggage she had been
shouldering for a long time. It felt liberating. "Just don't hurt him,
just love Xander like he deserves to be loved, Cordelia. That's the
best thing you could ever do for me."

Cordelia had tears streaming down her face. She said, "I really do love
him, Willow. I never imagined I could love Xander Harris, but I do.
Real head-over-heels stuff."

Willow smiled widely, "Good. Then I'll never have to introduce you to
Mr. Shovel."

Neither Buffy nor Cordelia could tell for sure if she was kidding.

***

Xander and Giles finished putting on the last shovel full of dirt. They
each stretched their backs, wincing at the popping noise Giles back
made.

All day, Giles had been meaning to broach the subject regarding what
Xander may or may not have witnessed with Angelus the other night. So
far he hadn't successfully worked up the nerve.

Xander once again caught Giles staring at him, only to dart his eyes
away as Xander saw him. "Ok, G-man. You're starting to freak me out
with this staring thing. If you've got a question, ask."

Giles was rattled enough that he didn't even correct Xander's misuse of
his name. "Yes, well. uh. that is to say, it's about the other night,"
he began, haltingly.

"Last night?" Xander asked, wondering if Giles was finally going to
broach the subject.

" No, no, actually I was referring to the night before." He clarified.

Xander said, "Oh, you mean the night you tortured Angelus to death with
bamboo skewers and holy water?" he asked guilelessly.

Giles went pale, "Uh, well, rather, that is to say." the mumbled off,
stuttering.

Xander said, "Look, Giles. My vote was to beat him to death with a
baseball bat. I admire your creativity. I won't lie, it kinda wigged
me out, but the bastard more than had it coming. I've only got one
question."

"Um, er, yes?" Giles asked haltingly.

"Did it help?" Xander wanted to know.

Giles fell silent for a moment, considering both the question, and the
things the young man had said himself. "Tremendously," he finally
answered, deciding to be truthful.

Xander nodded his head. "Good."

And just like that, things were back to normal between the two.

"Xander?" Giles asked.

"What?" 

"Don't call me G-man." 

***

Willow had decided that she didn't want to eat at a restaurant that
night. She told Buffy it was because she wanted some quiet time
together, where she didn't have to share the slayer with anyone else.
That was partially true, she did want some quiet time with Buffy, away
from the public eye, But the reason for that was because she wasn't sure
she could make it through dinner without jumping her girlfriend. 

It had been difficult, preparing dinner. Not so much the preparing
part- that was just cooking the pasta and heating a jar of sauce. Salad
came ready in a bag, she just dumped it in a bowl and tossed it with
some bottled dressing. Store bought garlic bread was warming in the
oven. Total prep time was measured in minutes. The hard part was that,
the closer it got to 5pm- when Buffy was supposed arrive- the more antsy
she got. She'd had a hard time keeping her hands out of her pants all
day long. She'd had to change her panties three times due to 'excess
moisture' collecting there. 

Basically, Willow was horny. More so than she had ever been in her
life. The only thing that kept her from taking care of the problem
herself was the fact that she had instructed Buffy to refrain from
touching herself, and it wouldn't be fair to make her suffer if Willow
wasn't willing to withstand it herself.

"It's gonna be worth it!" she reminded herself. Even though she'd never
been with another person, let alone woman, she was confident that she
could make Buffy's first time memorable. Especially if Willow made her
wait, made her feel the strain of the anticipation.

She just hoped that she could hold out herself.

***

Buffy approached Willow's house with both eagerness and apprehension.
On the one hand, she wanted this. Wanted it badly. She had been
overflowing with desire all day. Willow had been so stern and demanding
last night- telling her she didn't want to see or hear from her before
5pm. She was to arrive no earlier, no later. Willow had been very
clear that she was not to touch herself, not to relieve the ache in her
loins, no matter how much she wanted to. Willow said that she would see
to Buffy's needs that night.

Buffy could never have guessed that she would respond so positively to
that sort of thing. She constantly rebelled against parental control,
and against controlling boyfriends when she was in LA. Angel had never
really tried to tell her what to do, and for that she was grateful.

Yet, somehow, when Willow became domineering, Buffy got seriously hot.
She had spent the day constantly fantasizing about what Willow would do
to her if she disobeyed.

Her mom worried that the flu might have moved in to her stomach, she had
gone to the bathroom so many times. All she could do was reassure her
mom that she felt fine. It's not like she could tell the truth- "Sorry
mom, thinking about Willow and I making love tonight has got me so hot
and bothered that I constantly have to go dry off my dripping pussy."
Fortunately her brain cooperated with her today and nothing slipped out
unwanted.

So, it was firmly established that she wanted Willow. Tonight. Sex.
with Willow. tonight. There was still some anxiety about this whole
thing. She had never slept with a woman. And only once with a man. er,
male anyway. "I don't have a clue what I'm supposed to do!" she
worried.

She knew how to give a girl an orgasm, after all she'd been diddling
herself for years. She knew where the button was, it was the thought of
going down that had her worried. Willow had made it pretty clear she
wanted to head south on Buffy, what with the whole sticky fingers thing
yesterday. Would Willow expect it back? If so, could she do it? Buffy
had never imagined going down on a girl. She had imagined, but had
never actually gone down on a guy. Basically, her one experience with
sex had been straight coitus, and a few finger swipes to finish.

They were *so* going to do this tonight! Buffy wouldn't survive much
longer. She'd just have to rely on Willow to help her through her fear.
"Willow, who's got even less experience than me. Gulp!" she thought.

***

They'd managed to make it through the salad unscathed. Both were
nervous, but they were also very much in love, and had been friends for
quite a while. 

Both has been properly impressed with each other's clothes. Buffy wore a
short tan leather skirt with a slit up one thigh, light brown calf high
boots and a fawn colored camisole top with spaghetti straps. It was an
outfit she'd worn to school in the past, but it was still very enticing
outfit, plus the high heeled boots brought her up to Willow's height.

Willow had gone shopping that day, enlisting the help of none other than
Cordelia Chase. She'd had to fight to keep Cordelia from dressing her
in tramp-wear, but had been pleased with the understated but still sexy
result. She had a dark red knit skirt that went down to just below her
knees, the material was very stretchy and clingy and showed off the
curve of her hips and butt to great effect. Her top was emerald green,
short sleeved with a fairly deep V neckline. It was of a very similar
material, and, while not skin tight, did hug her curves. 

Cordelia had won the argument in the lingerie dept. Willow's curves
were enhanced by a pushup bra of green lace that barely covered her
nipples. Her form fitting skirt would have shown panty lines, so she
had on a thong, also in green lace. Willow had blushed fiercely as she
paid for her purchases. Cordelia hadn't helped matters, teasing the
redhead about what Buffy was going to do when she saw Willow in nothing
but her panties and bra. Amazingly, the shopping trip with Cordelia had
been a lot of fun. It was a good thing, however, that she didn't feel
guilty about the hit she put on her father's credit card. Willow
rationalized that she deserved it- If her parents wouldn't be here to
love her, they could at least pay the way to help her dress-to-impress
for the one who did love her!

As it was, the tension had reduced to a dull roar as the two
soon-to-be-lovers ate their dinner. It wasn't long, however, before it
began to flare up again.

They were eating the linguini alfredo that Willow had prepared. She
knew it was one of Buffy's favorite foods. Willow had made it about
half way through her portion when she became fascinated with watching
Buffy eat. Buffy would roll up the noodles on her fork and stuff them
in her mouth, leaving the ends hanging, as she tried to slurp them up.
Invariably, her lips would end up coated in the creamy white sauce.
Willow watched as Buffy's tongue swept out to clean those pink lips, she
listened to the little hum of approval that followed every bite. She
noticed the way the butter sauce left Buffy's lips glossy and slick, and
how sometimes a little sauce would dribble down her chin as she ate with
gusto. 

Willow's eyes became glassy and her pupils dilated in arousal. Some
small part of her awareness noticed and commented on the fact that lacy
thong underwear did very little to stop the flow of her arousal, as the
joining of her thighs became slick with her juices. She noticed Buffy's
eyes become wide as they watched her rise up from her chair and
approach. She saw the muscles of the slayers long neck convulse as she
swallowed her mouthful of pasta so she could ask Willow what she was
doing. 

Willow whispered in a raspy voice, "You've got some sauce on your chin,
Buffy."

Buffy's brow furrowed in confusion. She picked up her napkin to wipe
her chin, but Willow stopped her, grabbing her hand and saying, "Let me
get that."

Buffy waited for Willow to take her napkin, but it never happened.
Willow leaned in and swept her tongue across Buffy's chin, drinking in
the taste of the sauce, combined with the flavor of Buffy's skin. She
groaned with desire and began lapping at Buffy's mouth and chin, trying
to get as much of that sauce and skin flavor as she could.

The surprise of Willow's oral assault evaporated when she heard the
redhead groan. The passion that has been at a slow simmer inside her
all through dinner boiled over. She stood up and swept Willow into her
arms, her feet automatically heading for Willow's bedroom.

Willow had her arms around the slayer and was sucking and nibbling on
the long column of her neck. She found Buffy's pulse and, sucking the
flesh into her mouth, she bit down hard.

Buffy had made it into the bedroom and was halfway to the bed when the
sensation of Willow marking her territory washed through her and nearly
buckled her knees. She cried out as both pain and pleasure flushed
through her body. She stood stock still, unable to process the
overwhelming sensations in her body and move at the same time.

Letting go of Buffy's neck, Willow said, "Put me down."

Buffy gently lowered her to her feet.

Willow stared into Buffy's eyes and whispered, "You're mine, missy."
She began to walk around the stunned slayer, stroking her hands over the
girl's torso. "Say it, Buffy. You're mine."

Buffy nearly cried out, "Oh God, Yes! I'm yours Willow." Breathing
heavily as her body was overcome with lust she added, "Take me Willow!
I belong to you!"

Willow smiled broadly and sauntered around to Buffy's front, "Take your
clothes off, missy."

Buffy's eyes widened even further at the low, commanding tone Willow had
adopted. She hastened to comply even as she wondered, "What ever
happened to that shy little redhead I met last year?"

Not that she missed her much. No, Buffy liked aggressive, take-charge
Willow very, *very* much.

Willow watched hungrily as her girlfriend quickly disrobed. First the
boots, then in quick succession the skirt and top, leaving her standing
before her girlfriend in nothing but a sodden little pair of
peach-colored satin panties. Her voice cracked slightly as she said,
"Panties, too, missy"

Buffy blushed, but made no effort to cover herself as she bent over and
slid the panties off. She stood before her Love with her feet at
shoulder width, and her arms slightly out from her body, palms facing
Willow, as if to say, 'Here it is, what do you think?'

Willow was entranced. Buffy's tawny skin was an even tan over her whole
body, with just the barest of tan lines at her waist and breasts.
Speaking of breasts, Buffy's were marvelous; beautifully shaped, with
just a slight cupping of the flesh on the undersides. Willow pictured
herself lightly stroking that skin with her tongue. Buffy's nipples
were the color of milk chocolate and were very erect. Willow's eyes
trailed down from the wonder of Buffy's breasts, down the line of her
torso- blazing a trail with her eyes that she planned to follow with her
tongue in just a few minutes- down to her carefully trimmed dark blond
fur. Willow gasped slightly at the sight, Buffy's fur was shaped into a
triangle pointing down at her dark pink lips. She could see just a bit
of the lighter inner lips poking out, but mostly what she saw was wet. 

Glistening wetness coated Buffy's pussy and inner thighs. Willow
stepped up to her girlfriend and ran two fingers up that juncture, along
the outsides of Buffy's pussy, collecting some of that syrupy juice.

Buffy shivered at her lover's touch. She whimpered when it skirted
around the area she really wanted it to go. Nevertheless, she stood
still, not doing anything until bid to do so by Willow. 

Willow brought her wet fingers up between them, two digits coated in
thick syrup. She deeply inhaled the musky aroma and felt shivers up and
down her spine. She stepped closer, so that her cloth covered chest
pressed against Buffy's naked breasts.

Buffy whimpered at the contact.

Willow split her fingers so that one was pointed towards her mouth, and
the other was pointed towards Buffy's mouth. She whispered, "I want you
to taste yourself, Buffy."

Buffy's eyes widened; she'd never done anything like that before. 

Willow said, "Do you trust me?"

Buffy, still apprehensive, nodded her head. She trusted Willow more
than anyone in the world.

Willow said, "Then trust me on this, you taste amazing, Buffy." She
pressed her tongue against her finger and drew it into her mouth, her
eyes telling Buffy to do the same.

Hesitantly, Buffy reached out with her tongue and hesitantly tasted the
tip of Willow's finger. It wasn't horrible, in fact it wasn't bad at
all. She shyly moved her head forward and drew the slick digit into her
mouth. She suckled her own sticky juices off, listening to Willow moan
with pleasure. 

When her fingers were clean, Willow pulled her hand away and pressed
forward into a searing kiss, as though she was trying to drain the
slayer's essence through her mouth.

Buffy was breathless when Willow finally released her mouth. She panted
heavily for several moments while the redhead stepped back. Watching
Willow slowly disrobe did nothing to calm her breathing. 

Buffy moaned quietly at the sight of Willow's pale torso wrapped in a
lacy green bra. She admired the way it lifted her breasts as though
presenting them for Buffy's approval. The trembling in her knees
shouted her approval. 

She felt a spike of arousal when Willow dropped her skirt, revealing a
tiny little scrap of emerald lace. A few stray red curls poke out
around the green fabric, causing Buffy's mouth to water. She noticed
that the material was darkly saturated with Willow's own arousal. Buffy
was glad to see that she wasn't the only one who was 'overflowing' with
desire.

Willow smiled, breaking from her stern visage for a moment. "Buffy, you
are so amazingly beautiful!"

Buffy blushed, strangely affected by the comment given the fact that she
was already completely naked. "I'm glad you like," she said.

"More than like!" Willow said.

"Do I get to see the rest of you?" Buffy asked plaintively. 

Willow smirked and reached behind her to undo her bra when Buffy asked,
"Uh, Willow?"

Willow stopped mid motion, "What, baby?"

Buffy dropped her eyes and clasped her hands behind her back-
unconsciously making her breasts jut out a little further, capturing
Willow's gaze. "Can I. Can I take them off?" she asked hesitantly.

Willow dropped her hands and smirked at the suddenly bashful blonde.
"Eager to get your hands on me, missy?" she asked, the dominant mask
back in place.

Buffy sighed, "Oh yes! Please, may I?"

Willow thought that was a great idea. "Yes, missy. You may finish
undressing me."

Buffy smiled big and leapt over to the redhead. She stepped behind her
and noticed the thong with a gasp. Recovering, she leaned into Willow's
back and placed a gentle kiss on one shoulder as she undid the bra's
clasp. She slid her hands around under the now loose material and
cupped Willow's small breasts, lightly circling the nipples with her
thumbs.

Willow moaned and pressed back against the slayer. "Oh! That feels so
good, baby. I love the feel of your hands on my skin."

After a few minutes Buffy moved her hands and slipped the bra off of her
girlfriend. As nice as playing with Willow's breasts was, there was
something else she wanted to play with.

Buffy kneeled down behind the redhead. "I can't believe how great you
look in a thong, Will," she whispered as she rubbed her face against the
cheeks of Willow's shapely bum. She pulled down the string of a
waistband and slid Willow's panties down her shapely legs. She ran her
hands up the inside of those legs as she moved back up. Halfway up the
thigh, she encountered Willow's own passion juices. She continued up
and cupped Willow's mons from behind, her wetness almost pooling in the
slayer's hand. 

Buffy pulled back her drenched hand and brought it to her face, inhaling
the aroma. "Not as pungent as mine," she thought. Tentatively, she
reached out for a taste, worried that she wouldn't like it. The moment
her tongue contacted her hand, she whimpered in delight. "Sweet! God!
She tastes like candy!" Buffy thought in amazement.

"Oh Willow! Have you ever tasted yourself?" Buffy asked in wonder as
she stood up.

Willow turned to face Buffy, shaking her head, "No," she said. From the
tone of the slayer's voice, it must be pretty good.

Buffy said, "Taste." She slurped up the wetness in her palm and pressed
her mouth against Willow's for a kiss. 

Both girls moaned into the kiss, their tongues wrangling back and forth,
sharing Willow's essence.

When they broke the kiss, Willow couldn't help but grin. "Wow, I taste
pretty good!" she said. Of course she immediately blushed over her
whole body at expressing such a sentiment.

Buffy said, "Don't be embarrassed on my account, Will. I'm right there
with you!"

Willow kissed Buffy again for a moment, pressing naked flesh against
naked flesh. "I love you so much Buffy!"

Buffy's smile lit up her face. "I love you too, Will. I'm so glad we
finally found each other." Pausing for just a moment, she added, "I'm
glad you didn't get tired of waiting!"

Willow said, "I'd wait for you forever, Buff."

Buffy smiled as Willow added, "But, lets not wait any more, ok?"

Nodding her head Buffy agreed heartily, "Definitely ok!" suddenly
embarrassed, she dropped her eyes and asked in a pleading/embarrassed
voice, "Uh, Willow? Could we. with you on top and."

Willow smiled at the same time her brow furrowed, trying to figure out
what Buffy was asking for. "Just ask, baby. I'll do anything you
want."

Buffy blushed over her whole body, "Uh, sixty-nine?"

Willow smiled as she blushed, but she nodded her head. "Lie down on the
bed, missy! Willow wants another taste!"

It was a good thing people in Sunnydale were used to ignoring screams in
the night.

***

The End.

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Ok, the characters got kinda wordy there, but I promised 7 parts, not 8.


(BTW That was me apologizing for the extra long chapter.)

And, regarding Willow's threat to Cordy- again with the sorry, I know it
was a blatant season 4 rip-off, but I couldn't help it. Plus in this
universe, Captain Cardboard would never get far enough to need such a
warning, so...

In any case, let me know what you think!

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