FF: Slayer Fantasies (1/1)

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TITLE: Slayer Fantasies (1/1)
AUTHOR: Michael
RATING: NC-17 (my first attempt at this rating)
FEEDBACK: I?ve not written much although I did start a story a couple of
years ago that due to writer?s block and RL never got finished. This
popped into my mind last night and just wouldn?t go away.
ARCHIVE: I?d be surprised if anyone wanted it but let me know if you do.
COUPLING: B/W (is there any other?)
SPOILERS: References to events and people from ?Welcome To The
Hellmouth? and ?The Harvest?. The ?--------------------? breaks represent
changes in time - flashbacks and the return from said flashbacks. It is
my intention that the timing of the flashbacks will be apparent from the
context.
DISCLAIMER: Buffy is Joss' "concept, man. The extreme, man. It came
from his brain." All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant
Enemy, Fox & UPN. This is for non-profit, entertainment purposes only. 
No copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

SLAYER FANTASIES
Buffy sighed as she approached their new house. She?d now been in
Sunnydale for a little over 24 hours and it was starting all over again.
At least she knew that Willow and Xander were safely at home now and
they?d all agreed that they?d meet tomorrow morning ... make that ?this?
morning Buffy thought as she glanced at her watch ... with Mr. Giles to
work up a plan to try and rescue Jesse. Her brain was telling her that it
was too late but her heart told her she had to try. After all, he was
friend - at least a potential one - and more importantly, he was Willow?s
friend. Willow was the one person Buffy had met that day that she was
sure would become her friend. There was something about the auburn-haired
girl that drew Buffy to her.
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Buffy?s first meeting with Willow had been at the water fountain with
Cordelia. Cordelia had ripped Willow to shreds with her comments and as
Buffy watched Willow escape down the hall she found herself wondering how
many times she?d done that herself. But that had been before - before she
knew about vampires, before she?d ostracized herself from all of her
friends and before she and her mom had run away to Sunnydale.
The thing with Willow was the way everything she was feeling was so
plainly visible on her cute, expressive face. First was the surprise of
Cordelia walking up behind her. Then the confusion as Cordelia had said
?Willow, nice dress? which was quickly followed by the hurt as she?d
continued ?Good to know you?ve seen the softer side of Sears.? And
finally, in that one glance back as she?d exited through the doorway,
Willow?s easy to read embarrassment and regret at having been treated
this way in the presence of the new girl.
During her next class, Buffy had asked around about Willow. What she
found out was sketchy but did give her a few clues as to what she was
like. Basically she was the school?s female representative on the geek
squad. She loved computers and excelled in all of her classes. She was a
favorite of a lot of her teachers but the only two people she seemed to
hang out with were two guys usually described as losers. But most
importantly, Willow loved tutoring other students who needed help and
Buffy knew then what she was going to do.
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Buffy quietly opened the front door to her house and stealthily made her
way up the stairs and to her bedroom. The last thing she wanted right now
was a confrontation with her mother. She allowed herself to breath again
once she?d gotten her bedroom door closed behind her. She quickly
undressed, pulled her nightshirt over her head and slid under the covers.
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Earlier that evening she?d killed her first vampire while under the
watchful eye of Merrick, her watcher. This had quickly been followed by
the death of a second vampire at her hand. There was a euphoria that went
along with a successful kill but after a time it mutated into a longing,
a longing for another kill, in order to get that feeling once again. It
had made it nearly impossible to sleep that night until she?d found some
release for that anxiousness. That relief had also come from her own hand
as she caressed and touched herself until she had finally climaxed. It
was in the afterglow that she?d finally found the peacefulness that had
allowed sleep to overtake her.
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Buffy shifted restlessly under the covers. She knew what she needed to do
and on nights such as this, when a vampire would escape her clutches, the
anxiousness was not all she felt. There was also frustration mixed in
with it and she was feeling particularly frustrated right now. Over time,
she?d come to rely on a few specific well-worn fantasies to aid her as
she masturbated, seeking that necessary relief that would allow her to
finally enjoy a restful night.
As she allowed her hands to roam over her body she imagined a shirtless
Brad Pitt approach her bedside. Tonight he was the longer haired Louis
from ?Interview with the Vampire? but buff nonetheless. As his eyes
roamed over her, taking in her naked form, he slowly undressed revealing
himself to her. He was already erect and she was ready as he covered her
body with his own, slowly entering her. She reveled in the feeling of
fullness until she looked into his eyes and saw ... 
Luke?s awful visage. The gorgeous image of Brad, lowering himself onto
her, had been replaced by that of the vampire that had nearly killed her
earlier that evening as he trapped her in the sarcophagus. Talk about
your major buzzkills.
Buffy sighed and closed her eyes once more. This time, as her hands once
again set to their task, she visualized Tom Cruise with his well-toned
physique and his boyish grin, more as Ethan from ?Mission: Impossible?
than as Lestat from ?Interview with the Vampire?. She imagined him
fondling her breasts before taking her nipples into his mouth and sucking
them. He then made his way down her torso, planting soft kisses as he
went until he reached the aching juncture between her legs. She looked at
him as his mouth approached her center and there was that jaunty, impish
grin ...
and that just wasn?t going to be working for her tonight. Maybe she
needed it darker and a light-hearted romp with Tom just wasn?t the ticket
for fulfillment this evening. If dark and broody was what she seemed to
need then how about ...
Keanu Reeves. Yes, the taciturn Jack from ?Speed? was what she imagined
she needed. Emotionally, well, he didn?t seem to have any emotions but he
was dark, definitely broody and a great, lean body. She imagined him
entering her darkened room and pulling her towards him. He kissed her
passionately as his hands stroked up and down her back before softly
cupping her round bottom in his hands as he pressed his hips into hers.
She could feel his erection between them before he suddenly spun her
around. He then forcefully, although not roughly, bent her over her desk
and prepared to enter her from behind. She felt herself part as he
penetrated her, slowly but completely filling her. As he began to move
within her she peered over her shoulder seeking his brooding eyes but her
gaze fell instead on ...
the dark, annoyingly gorgeous stranger from earlier that evening.
?Aaaaaagghhh!? her mind cried out in frustration. ?I can?t even fantasize
without interruptions.? Her hands clenched into fists as she brought them
to her side, her needs still unfulfilled. In order to calm herself, Buffy
let her mind wander, going over the days events. Maybe something had
happened that she hadn?t resolved within herself - some key item she was
missing.
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At lunchtime, Buffy had begun her search for Willow and finally found her
outside eating her brown bag meal. It was a bit sad but at the same time
adorable the way she had offered to move when Buffy first greeted her.
Buffy had quickly moved ahead, trying to assuage Willow?s fears and to
convince her that it was Willow that she was seeking. Despite her obvious
self-esteem issues Willow had been quick to respond in the affirmative
when Buffy asked her to help catch up in her classes. But when Buffy had
mentioned not liking the library and not wanting to study there, Willow
had suddenly switched into babble mode. Buffy had gazed at her in
bemusement, enjoying the babblefest, and becoming even more certain in
the knowledge that she wanted this amazingly selfless and unpretentious
girl as her friend. And then it had happened. As Willow continued her
babble Buffy thought she had stolen a quick look at her chest. It
happened so quickly Buffy wasn?t even certain that it had happened -
until it happened once again. This time Buffy was certain about what
she?d seen and her mind had tried to process this finally deciding that
Willow had only been staring enviously at her clothes. Buffy had to admit
that she looked pretty good, her top showing off her cleavage to good
advantage and her short skirt displaying her very nice legs. Compared to
the dress Willow had been wearing, envy seemed the proper answer. All
further thought on that subject had ended with the arrival of Xander and
Jesse.
Xander and Jesse were Willow?s two loser friends that Buffy had heard
about. It was quickly apparent to Buffy that the loser tag was a bit
harsh. They were certainly a bit buffoonish and spoke without thinking
which had a tendency to make them seem foolish but they were harmless and
it was evident that they both cared a great deal for Willow. These three
were true friends and any friend of Willow?s was going to be a friend of
hers Buffy decided.
It had been at that point where reality had crashed back down onto
Buffy?s life with the discovery of the dead guy on campus. Buffy once
again found herself being pulled back into the very life she?d been
trying to leave behind. The night had very nearly ended in disaster as
Willow, having taken Buffy?s advice to live in the now, had been captured
by a vampire. Buffy had seen Willow leave with the vampire but had been
unable to stop them before they left The Bronze. In that moment Buffy
realized she was as scared as she?d ever been in her life. She couldn?t
lose Willow.
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As Buffy laid there in her bed, thoughts of Willow and the day?s events
running through her mind, she started to feel a familiar warmth building
within her. She?d been able to save her new friend. She regretted losing
Jesse but she was going to try and rectify that tomorrow but she had her
Willow. As she pictured Willow she saw the ready grin Willow bestowed on
her friends, she saw the caring girl willing to help others and she saw
the scared young woman that she felt she could help. As Buffy remembered
these things, she also remembered how scared she?d been at the prospect
of losing her and the relief she?d felt realizing that she had rescued
her. The warmth between Buffy?s legs continued to grow and her hands once
again began exploring her body only this time they weren?t the hands of
some Hollywood hunk. They were the hands of a remarkable young woman - a
woman she now hoped really had been checking her out with those downward
glances. As one of Buffy?s hands found it?s way between her legs she was
unsurprised at the moisture she found there. As she stroked herself Buffy
closed her eyes and imagined that ...
Willow was standing next to her bed, watching Buffy?s hands wander over
her own body. Willow reached out a tentative hand to add to Buffy?s
ministrations. As Willow?s hand came in contact with Buffy?s rapidly
warming flesh Buffy arched into the touch. Bowing to Buffy?s acceptance
of her, Willow then leaned over and pressed her lips against Buffy?s,
deepening the kiss at Buffy?s lack of resistance and then opening her
mouth, inviting Buffy?s tongue in to explore her. When they finally broke
apart Buffy?s nightshirt was gone as were Willow?s clothes. The two naked
young women drank in the appearance of each other, liking what they saw.
At a barely perceptible nod from the slayer, Willow accepted the
invitation and climbed into bed with Buffy and once again attached
herself to the slayer?s lips and her hands were now freely roaming over
the firm flesh of her rescuer. With one hand she gently cupped Buffy?s
left breast while her mouth now explored the right one, licking and
sucking on the erect nipple. Willow continued exploring the slayer?s
form, kissing her way over the flat abs, playfully darting her tongue in
and out of Buffy?s bellybutton before moving even lower. In order to gain
better access, Willow repositioned herself between Buffy?s now widespread
legs. She dared a glance at Buffy?s face and Buffy?s eyes met hers.
Buffy?s eyes were heavy with desire, barely open as she looked at her new
lover, seeing her own desire equally matched in Willow?s eyes
Buffy gasped at the first contact Willow?s tongue made with her swollen
sex. She marveled at the feelings coursing through her as the tongue
explored her depths and then swirled around her engorged clit. As Willow
continued her actions Buffy?s hands were fondling her own breasts and
pinching her nipples helping build her own excitement. It wasn?t long
before Buffy felt herself approaching her climax as she arched herself
towards Willow?s wonderful tongue. Willow could also sense that Buffy was
almost ready to come so she slid first one finger and then a second into
Buffy?s desire slickened tunnel and then took the little bud between her
lips and began tenderly sucking on it. Soon wave after wave of pleasure
washed over Buffy as she came, experiencing an orgasm much greater than
any other she?d ever had. As her heavy breathing slowly abated she opened
her eyes to once again look into those of her lover and saw ...
her own three fingers, wet with her own juices as she lay alone in her
bed. She let out a heavy sigh as the delicious memory of her fantasy
began to fade. At least the ache was gone and sleep would finally take
her but as her consciousness slowly faded she gave a quick mental goodbye
to Brad, Tom and Keanu. She didn?t plan on needing them any more. And as
to her new best friend and fantasy lover, well, she?d just have to see
what she could do about making her dreams become reality