Fic: Triune (15/?) B/W/T NC-17

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Title: Triune

Author: The Bear!

Spoilers: up through season 5

Pairing: Buffy/Willow/Tara (Some of the other Scoobies might get a
little some-some as well)

Summary: Ends the Triad Trilogy- Sequel to the Please Trilogy. The new
Triad deals with an angry Hellgod and new relationships are on the
horizon

Warnings: NC17 Ahoy! I Love BDSM. I Love chains and whips. I love
Sex! If any of these gives you the wiggins, then so will this story.
(Part 15 is rated R for sexual references, though no actual sex, and D/s
and implied S&M Confused yet?]

Disclaimer: If I owned 'em, they'd have to show it on the Ecstasy
Network.

========== BtVS ==========

Part 15

========== BtVS ========== 

Xander and Cordelia walked into the lobby of the Hyperion Hotel giggling
like children. Xander had been describing the encounter with Spike on
Buffy's birthday, and how Tara and Willow had handled the bleached
buffoon. 

Cordelia was still a little in shock about the whole triad thing,
especially when Xander had let slip the domination aspect of it. She
had never imagined Buffy being anybody's submissive- not that she'd ever
given Buffy's sex life much thought in the first place. Truthfully,
Cordelia Chase didn't really like Buffy Summers. She respected her,
heck she was in awe of the Slayer in a lot of ways. She just didn't
like her much. She never examined the reasons why, probably because she
knew that jealousy was a big part of it. However, it sounded like the
new and improved- not to mention lesbian- Buffy, wasn't such a bad
person.

Anyway, Cordelia knew she had grown up a lot since moving to LA. It
seemed that the Scooby gang had done so as well.

Xander was carrying several bags, knowing the triad probably needed some
fresh clothes. He noticed that one of the cases they had brought was
missing from the car, and he smirked at the thought of what could have
been so important that they would use magic to get that case, but leave
their clothes behind. He guessed that he wasn't the only one getting
lucky last night.

When they got through the door, the first thing they noticed was the
remainder of the A.I. team sitting in the lobby. Well, Gunn and Wesley
were sitting. Angel was pacing back and forth, a frown on his face.
Wesley looked incredibly nervous and Gunn was grinning madly, and looked
like he was about to burst into giggles- that alone was something
Cordelia had never seen before. She and Xander looked at each other and
began laughing.

"I'd say they know," Xander said.

Cordelia looked at the even deeper scowl that Angel had on his face from
their laughter and agreed, "Yep, definitely."

Xander headed for the stairs and said, "Can someone show me what room
they're in? I think they're gonna need some new clothes."

Just then a muffled shriek was heard as Willow screamed Buffy's name
from upstairs. Xander laughed and said, "Nevermind, I think I can find
them." He jogged up the stairs.

Cordy was watching Angel and noticed his scowl deepened even further,
something she would have bet was impossible. Her attention was diverted
when Wesley, trying to break the tension, spoke.

"Y-you look much better this morning, Cordelia. You've recovered from
yesterday's fall then?" he asked, both truly concerned, and wanting to
move the subject away from what was going on upstairs.

Cordy dropped gracefully onto the couch next to Gunn and said, "I am
*so* fully recovered!" She couldn't keep the light-up-the-room smile
off of her face as she added, "I haven't felt this good in. well, ever!"
She felt completely unselfconscious about it. She'd needed to get laid,
and she did. The fact that it was with someone who actually cared about
her as a person made it that much better. The fact that he'd made her
cum screaming for like ten minutes straight, well that didn't hurt
either.

Wesley was a little slow on the uptake as usual. "Oh, had a good
night's sleep did you?"

Both Cordy and Gunn stared at him like he'd grown another head. 

Struck suddenly by the clue, Wesley stammered, "Ah, I- I. yes, well.
well, good then."

Angel's ire overwhelmed him momentarily and he vamped out with a loud
growl. Before anyone could comment, he quickly walked around the
counter and into the office, grabbing a blood pack out of the
mini-fridge and sucking it dry in one long pull.

Cordelia looked at Gunn and quietly said, "What's his deal?"

Gunn just nodded his head back toward the stairs.

Cordelia rolled her eyes. Changing the subject, she asked, "So, what
happened last night? Did'ja find the vampires this time?"

========== BtVS ========== 

Xander returned in time to hear Gunn describing the lightening spell the
girls had cast last night. He didn't interrupt; he just gave Cordy a
wink and a smile, and then sat down on a different couch from her and
Gunn. He wanted her to know that she had her space, and that he wasn't
going to be clingy. He listened in amazement as Gunn recounted the vamp
vaporization and subsequent battle. He was shaking his head in wonder
as he pictured Buffy standing between her lovers and the remaining
vamps, chopping through three at a time with her giant axe. 

It was times like this that he was thankful just to be a friend to these
amazing women. Buffy Summers was still his hero. She probably always
would be. "Man!" he muttered, "I almost wish I coulda been there."

Gunn's eyebrows shot up, and he said, "Almost? Man you missed the
greatest fight I've ever seen in my life!"

Xander smiled wryly at that. "Yeah, well. where I was at was pretty
good too," he said with a glance at Cordelia, who beamed at him in
return.

"Yeah? Well, I dunno," Gunn said with a teasing grin at Cordelia.

Cordy backhanded him on his shoulder and exclaimed, "Hey!"

Wesley just fidgeted nervously while Angel grabbed another bag of blood
and drank it down.

Gunn laughed at Cordelia and turned back to Xander, saying, "Yeah, wait
'til I tell you what went down after the fight!"

========== BtVS ========== 

Buffy, Willow and Tara came down the stairs hand in hand, still just a
little buzzed from their wakeup sex, followed by some hot shower sex.
All three had great big smiles on their faces when they walked down into
the lobby. Not even the prospect of facing the questions that Angel and
company were sure to ask could bring them down; though Buffy was a
little worried about the possibility of Angel responding quite
negatively. She hadn't said anything, but Tara had decided that if he
did throw a fit, she was going to nip it in the bud.

Xander was the first to greet them, "Good morning, Ladies!" he called
out. "You're looking relaxed and refreshed," he teased.

Tara had let the other two in on the feelings she'd gotten from Xander
last night. Buffy and Willow had been very surprised at the thought of
those two hooking up, but seeing the big smiles on both his and Cordy's
face, they knew she'd been right.

"We're not the only ones, I see," Buffy teased right back, while Tara
and Willow looked back and forth between him and Cordy with a smirk on
their lips.

========== BtVS ========== 

Angel was enraged. He couldn't believe that Buffy had taken two female
lovers! He'd been in a snit all night, once he' woken up from his
second concussion of the night. Their antics this morning- which he
could hear every minute of, had been like a biting fly at the back of
his neck, each moan and groan ratcheting up his irritation. He didn't
bother to think rationally about it, because there was no good reason
for it. That fact had only irritated him further, and he had snapped at
Wesley every time the man tried to speak to him. Gunn's smirking
laughter only exacerbated the situation even more. 

He knew his friends didn't deserve his ire, but he didn't seem to be
able to help it. Maybe, in the back of his mind, he thought she'd
always wait for him or something like that. He had no right to expect
that, of course. In fact he had always said he only wanted the best for
her, and for her to be happy. Obviously that wasn't really true.

The fact was, the demon inside him had made a claim on Buffy Summers.
Even when it had been allowed to resurface as a result of the curse, it
still felt possessive of her. Yes, it had wanted to kill her, but it
wouldn't have allowed anyone else to do so- it wanted to own her
entirely, even unto death. 

Riley Finn hadn't been a threat to Angel or his demon. It had seen that
Buffy was only using him as a replacement for Angel himself- a wholly
inadequate replacement. Riley couldn't make Buffy happy, so Angel
wasn't worried about him.

It was obvious that these two girls did make Buffy happy, and that was
simply unacceptable. Buffy belonged to him. He was going to have to
explain that to her, right now.

========== BtVS ========== 

Every head in the room snapped toward Angel when he growled, "What the
hell are you doing?!" gesturing at the three of them holding hands.

Buffy immediately became defensive and snapped back, "Shut up, Angel.
Now is not the time."

"Now is the perfect time!" Angel growled back. "Get in here! I want to
talk to you!" he snapped, pointing to the office as though she were a
school girl being summoned by the principle.

Buffy started marching toward the office, thinking of what she was going
to say, how she could explain this so he would understand; when she was
suddenly caught short by Tara's voice.

"Slayer!" Tara spoke loudly, not yelling but clearly communicating the
fact that she wasn't a happy camper.

Buffy whipped around to look at her lover and saw that she had been
replaced by her Mistress, and Mistress did not look happy.

"Come here." Tara said evenly in the ringing silence that had fallen
over the room. Even Angel was so shocked that he didn't say a word.

Buffy's eyes got wide and she slowly walked toward the blond witch.

When Buffy closed the gap, Tara grabbed a fistful of her hair at the
nape of her neck and pulled the Slayer against her. She looked down and
quietly said, "Is he your master now? You run to obey him?"

Buffy blushed over her entire body, mortified and yet not a little
aroused at being dominated in this public setting. She stammered, "N-
no, Mistress."

Tara's face was a mask, giving away none of her feelings. Inside she
was trembling, and amazed that no one else could see it. There was just
something in her that snapped when she saw Buffy walking towards Angel.
She didn't for a moment believe that Buffy would choose Angel over
herself and Willow, but the thought of that vampire commanding her pet
in anything was anathema to her. She knew he had a soul, but the
Mistress in her saw him as being no better than Spike. In fact, if he
didn't drop the attitude very quickly, she was going to treat him just
like Spike. 

"Who do you belong to? Tell me pet." She softly commanded.

"I belong to you, Mistress," Buffy said after only the barest moment of
hesitation.

"Do you?" she asked.

Buffy's response was immediate this time. "Oh yes, Mistress! I belong
to you and only you!" Everyone else in the room faded away from Buffy's
attention as she entered subspace and focused exclusively on her
Mistress, whom she had displeased. She felt her stomach knot up at the
thought of having disappointed her Mistress.

Tara saw her pet's eyes dilate and loose focus, and realized that Buffy
had entered that place where nothing existed but herself and her
Mistress. Inside, she melted, but she managed to keep her voice firm as
she commanded, "Assume the position, pet." Thinking quickly, she
whispered in her ear, "But, keep your clothes on; I don't intend to
share even the sight of your body with anyone else."

"Yes Mistress." Buffy said, dropping to her knees and putting her hands
behind her back. Later she would be thankful for Mistress telling her
to remain clothed, but at that moment, she would have stripped without
giving it a thought.

Tara closed her eyes and concentrated for a moment, drawing on the magic
surrounding her in order to maintain her power as she summoned an item
from their room, and at the same time preparing for her encounter with
Angel.

Jaws dropped around the room when Buffy dropped and kneeled submissively
at Tara's feet. Even Xander had never seen this before.

Angel's shock was just starting to wear off when an object came flying
down the stairs. It was a wooden box, and for some reason it looked
familiar to him.

Tara hovered the box in front of Willow and asked, "Would you hold it,
please?"

Willow was as wide eyed as everyone else in the room, but hers were wide
with hot, dripping lust as she watched her beautiful Mistress being
dominated in front of all these people. She automatically obeyed Lady
Tara's request as though it had been a command from on high.

Tara opened the box and withdrew the leather paddle from inside. She
said, "Hold out your hands, pet," to Buffy and then set the paddle in
her grasp. "I want you to focus on this, think about what should be
done for letting someone other than myself command you."

"Yes, Mistress," Buffy all but groaned.

Tara stifled a smile at the desire in her pet's voice. "Don't move a
muscle until I tell you to, pet," she said and then turned to Wesley,
noticing everyone's slack jawed staring. It took every last bit of her
self control to keep meek, self-conscious Tara from making an
appearance. Her voice barely wavered as she asked, "Wesley, may I
borrow your office for a minute? I think Angel and I need to talk in
private."

"I- I- I- but. but of. Yes," he stammered and stuttered finally getting
it out.

Turning to Angel, she looked at him with eyes black and arcs of
electricity playing across them. "You. Office. Now." She said in a
voice that brooked no challenge. Just to back it up, she cast a binding
spell, leaving only the end undone so that she could activate it at
will.

========== BtVS ========== 

Angel would never admit it, let alone show it, but he was just a little
bit frightened. He'd never known shy, meek Tara. His very short
experience with her was watching her and her redheaded lover destroy a
hundred vampires with a single spell. Not even the mighty Angelus could
look upon such a person entirely unmoved.

The demon in him was screaming for him to attack- to use his blinding
speed and power to destroy the obstacle keeping him from the Slayer.
His soul, of course, wouldn't allow him to kill an innocent human being.
But even Angel's soul was enraged at this girl for standing between him
and his woman. 

'His Woman.' Buffy had once been his, but was no longer. In his little
remaining bit of rational thought, he knew that. He knew he should just
let this go. Nevertheless he couldn't bring himself to loose face in
front of everyone. He was just stubborn enough, just stupid enough, to
make this go as hard as it possibly could.

========== BtVS ========== 

Tara's voice actually got softer as she said, "Go in the office Angel.
I won't ask again."

He couldn't help himself, he was so angry that he took an involuntary
step toward her. He had no idea what he was going to do, but his body
moved toward her in anger and that was enough to set into motion a chain
of events that would later make him seriously regret that one step.

Tara spoke one word, completing the binding spell and leaving him frozen
in place. He didn't stay there long, however. With another word from
the blond witch he found himself flung back into the office with what
felt like a horse-kick to the head.

Wesley, Gunn and Cordelia leapt to their feet in shock and then stood
there, uncertain of what the correct course of action was. The witch
wasn't following up her attack, she was just standing there looking at
them. Her eyes had returned to their clear blue color and she looked in
that moment like the most harmless person in the world.

"I'm not going to kill him," she said quietly to them, understanding
their loyalty to the jerk of a vampire, even if she didn't share it.
She knew Angel was a champion of the PTB- Buffy had filled her in on the
whole situation. She didn't have any desire to take away a powerful
warrior of the light, especially when they were going to need his help
in the coming fight.

However, she'd be damned if she'd share her pet in any way, shape or
form. And she meant to communicate that to him in no uncertain terms. 

She had to pause for just a moment as a fit of giggles threatened to
bubble up. She couldn't believe she was doing this. It was so entirely
unlike who she'd been for her whole life! But, she found that she liked
this new person she was becoming. She liked it quite a bit. After
she'd regained control- "don't want to spoil the tough-girl image!" she
thought with an internal smile- she walked slowly into the office and
closed the door behind her.

========== BtVS ==========

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