Fic: Triune (16/?) 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 16 is rated R? uh, ish. Maybe less.]

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

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

Part 16

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

?Ok? What just happened?? Cordelia said once she?d regained the ability
to speak. She looked at Xander and saw the he appeared to be just as
dumfounded as she was. She looked at Buffy who was on her knees,
holding a big-ass paddle and staring at it. ?Uh, Buffy? You wanna tell
us what the heck?s going on here? And why are you holding that??

It was Willow who answered. ?She won?t answer you, Cordelia. She
can?t.?  

Willow set the box down and took a seat on the couch next to her
kneeling Mistress. Her own emotions were running high as several
feelings flowed through her; she was so proud of Lady Tara?s amazing
strength and control, taking on a master vampire like that. She was
proud of Buffy too, it was a testament to the Slayer?s devotion to Tara
that she would submit herself to be taken to task so publicly. Willow
hoped that she would have a chance to show Mistress Buffy her own
devotion like that sometime. It was one of the reasons she liked to be
publicly dominated- it showed the world that she belonged to the Slayer.

She was also incredibly turned on by her Mistress? public submission to
the blond witch- she couldn?t decide which she wanted more right now; to
ravish Tara, or be ravished by Buffy. ?Both!? she decided.

?You wanna elaborate on that, Red?? Gunn asked, equally curious. It was
funny to see Angel and Wes freaking out about the three girls, but he
was less than comfortable with this girl tossing the big guy on his butt
like that. ?Not real happy about Angel vamping out like that, either,?
he thought.

Wesley was still stammering both mentally and verbally. ?Oh, My! Is
she? Will he? they won?t hurt? Oh, My!?

Xander had to chuckle at Wesley. It reminded him of his senior year in
High School. ?At least he dumped the suit and tie,? he thought.
Turning his attention back to his best friends, Xander couldn?t help
feeling confused and a little aroused. He knew that the girls had this
Dominance and submission thing going, but he thought it was more of a
game. Even after seeing Willow?s collar and talking to her about it, he
didn?t really understand. He could picture Buffy playing at the slave
roll- God knows he?d had dozens of fantasies about it- but he would
never in a million years believed this if he hadn?t seen it with his own
eyes. ?Heck, I?m still not sure I believe it,? he thought.

?I don?t know what?s going on with Angel,? Willow said. ?But, whatever
it is, he?s about to find out that Buffy belongs to Tara- and she
doesn?t share.?

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

As Tara closed the door behind her, she suddenly felt bewildered. ?Ok,
now what do I do?? she thought. She couldn?t bring herself to hurt a
helpless being, even if he was a jerk. She walked over and stood next
to the ensorcelled vampire, watching his silent struggle as he tried to
free himself from his magical bonds.  

Tara kneeled next to the struggling vampire and looked deep into his
eyes, trying to see if there was anything there she could work with, or
if he had given in to his resident demon. Sadly, after several minutes
of examination, all she could see was the demon. Apparently, the
jealousy that was infecting his soul made it to weak to restrain the
darkness within. The demon in him was too territorial to deal with
rationally of course, but she still felt uncomfortable with the idea of
inflicting pain on him while he was helpless like this.

Finally, she decided on a course of action that would address the need
to control the monster, while not making her behave like someone she
didn?t want to be.  

?Angel, you need to understand something. Buffy belongs to me now. You
abandoned her years ago. You gave up any right to claim her when you
left? but somehow you just can?t let go, can you?? Tara turned her back
to him and sat down on the floor, her legs crossed in front of her. She
began to cast a spell, chanting softly in an eldritch language with
which even Angel was unfamiliar.

After a moment, Angelus felt his bonds begin to weaken. He redoubled
his efforts to get free and attack the witch that had humiliated him.
Angel?s soul would have stopped short of actually hurting the girl, but
was so filled with jealousy that it didn?t have the strength to hold
back the demon. 

Tara began to speak again, having completed her spell. She said, ?I
hope you can listen to reason, but either way, understand this; Buffy is
mine alone, and nothing you can do will change that.? She would rather
that Angel gracefully accept the way things were now, accept that Buffy
was happy and leave well enough alone. Her problem was that she didn?t
believe that he would choose to do so, yet she couldn?t bring herself to
hurt him while he was bound. Tara?s solution was simple. She cast a
spell that would inflict on him pain beyond belief; but which only
activated if he sought to do her harm. Then she released him.

Angel barely heard a word as he felt the bonds weaken more and more,
until finally they snapped and he was free. Immediately he leapt at the
blond, meaning to drain her life away in a frenzy of blood.

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

?I still don?t think this is the wisest course of action, Rupert.? 

Giles shook his head as he heard the statement over the phone. ?Yes,
you?ve made that clear several times now, Quinton.? He hated dealing
with Quinton Travers, ever since the Cruciamentum bollocks several years
ago, his distaste for the senior watcher had been rather acute.
?However,? as he told himself for the hundredth time since calling the
previous day, ?We need the humorless old bastard?s connections if we?re
going to get Faith out of prison,? he thought with no small displeasure.

?She cannot be trusted, Rupert,? Travers said even though he knew it was
a futile attempt. ?She will turn on the others, and then where will we
be??

Allowing his frustration to get the better of him for a moment, Giles
snapped, ?Well, I expect *you?ll* be in London, safe and sound as you
always are, Quinton!? He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his
nose, taking a deep breath to calm himself. Cutting off Quinton?s
reply, he asked, ?Look, were you able to do it or not.?

He wasn?t happy about it, but there was no helping it. He had no better
idea to offer, so he would have to acquiesce to this mad scheme. Trying
to maintain some semblance of superiority, Travers haughtily spoke, ?Of
course we were able to do it, the feasibility of your request was never
in question, only its wisdom.?

Giles grip on the phone was turning his fingers white. It took all his
discipline to speak in a calm voice as he tersely asked, ?When and how??


?The documents will be delivered to the Hyperion within the hour.?
Travers said in his lemony voice. ?Then it?s a matter of just going and
collecting the package.?

?The ?Package?!? Giles thought with acrimoniously, ?Bloody insensitive
prick!? ?Thank you for your help, Quinton,? he said curtly and then
hung up the phone before he gave in to the desire to vent his
aggravation at the man.

?Rupert?? Joyce asked in concern as she looked at her lover?s clenched
fist and teeth.

Giles took another deep breath and deliberately relaxed his clenched
muscles. ?Forgive me Joyce,? he said softly. He does seem to manage to
?push my buttons?, as you Americans would say, doesn?t he?

?If you mean he really pisses you off, I?d say so!? Dawn chirped.

Giles gave the teen a wan smile and said, ?Yes, thank you for the lesson
in teenage American idiom, Dawn.?

?You?re welcome!? she said, her voice loosing none of its brightness.
?Ha!? she thought, mentally sticking her tongue out at him. ?You didn?t
think I knew what idiom meant!?

Joyce diverted Giles attention from her daughter. ?Rupert, is it? will
they be?? She wanted to ask if they were going to be safe with Faith,
but that was a stupid question- they were going to fight a god- safe was
the furthest thing from what they were going to be.

Giles knew her nervousness was from the impending meeting with the
Slayer-gone-bad, hopefully now reformed. ?I?ve been keeping a distant
eye on Faith, and Angel has visited her several times. We both feel
that her repentance is genuine,? he said, hoping that Joyce would feel
reassured. ?And, we must remember that she did turn herself in when she
could easily have absconded.?

Ever helpful, Dawn added, ?Plus, if she tries anything? Willow and
Tara?ll totally kick her ass.?

?Yes, thank you Dawn; that?s very reassuring,? Giles said sardonically.

Again, Dawn took no notice of the Brit?s sarcasm, saying happily,
?You?re welcome Giles!?

Joyce had to chuckle at that, causing Giles to offer the young girl a
more sincere thank you in his thoughts.

?Well, perhaps you should set up for our conference call?? he suggested.
?They should be trying to contact us in the next half hour or so??

?I hope things with Angel went smoothly,? Joyce worried aloud as her
lover sat next to her and she leaned into him.

Mostly focused on the pleasant feel of his new love relaxing against his
chest, Giles reassured her, ?I?m sure they were able to reach an
accommodation. After all, Angel is a reasonable chap, usually?? 

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

Everyone?s attention snapped towards the office as a loud shout was cut
off almost as quickly as it started and there was a bright flash of
light that they only caught peripherally. Wesley and Gunn took a
couple of steps towards the office and then stopped, unsure of what they
should do.

?Oh, God! What is she doing to him?? Cordelia asked in a voice laden
with both fear and confusion.

Xander too was confused and a little bit freaked out by this turn of
events. He had known Tara for a year, and for all but the last month or
so his image of the girl was one of a sweet, shy, almost timid girl who
couldn?t hurt a fly. Even though he knew she?d changed, that she was
Buffy?s Mistress and a pretty bad-ass witch; this was the first time
he?d seen her really do anything. He sat down with an explosive
exhalation, followed by a little smirk as he thought, ?Anything
involving dead-boy getting his ass kicked can?t be all bad!?

Wesley mumbled, ?Good Lord! I hope she?s alright in there.?

Gunn turned to Wesley with an extremely startled look on his face, his
eyes almost bugging out comically. ?You hope *she?s* ok??

The former watcher glanced over at his friend and co-worker and
explained, ?Yes, well? he did seem rather out-of-control??

Gunn chuckled and said, ?Man, I don?t think she?s the one we gotta worry
about getting hurt.? He turned back towards Willow and Buffy and asked,
?You sure she won?t kill him??

Willow saw that there was real concern underlying Gunn?s humor. ?I am,?
she reassured him, her expression and tone conveying her comfortable
certainty.

Gunn scrutinized her face, looking for any sign that she might be
worried herself. All he saw was a confidence that she knew her
girlfriend well enough to really be sure. He nodded once and took a
seat saying, ?Ok then.?

Now it was his turn to received disbelieving looks from both Wesley and
Cordelia. Predictably, it was Cordy who found her voice first. ?Ok
then?! What that??

Wesley sputtered, ?Yes, Gunn? How can you be so blasé??

Gunn leaned back, putting his hands behind his head and stretching out
his feet. ?Anyone who poaches on someone else?s girl is just begging
for an ass-whupin. So long as she don?t kill him, I figure he?s got it
coming.

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

Tara watched as the arcs of power ran over his body, causing his
paralyzed muscles to twitch as they passed, making him look almost like
he was having a seizure. The only thing keeping him from screaming in
agony, she knew, was the fact that his diaphragm wasn?t working any more
than any other muscle in his body right now. Knowing that he could see
her still, she managed to keep her face utterly impassive, though inside
she almost felt sorry for him. ?He did bring it on himself, though,?
she reminded herself.  

?Did you notice her eye?s, Angel?? she asked. ?She?s happy, Angel. For
the first time since I?ve met her, she?s actually happy. Did you ever
see that look in her eyes before? I doubt it.? Tara stood up and began
to pace next to the vampire as she spoke. ?She told me about her time
with you, Angel. How she loved you, even though she knew it was wrong.?
She shook her head sadly, saying, ?You were wrong to ever encourage her,
you know. It was doomed to end badly from the start- a vampire and a
vampire Slayer??

Tara stopped pacing and stared down at his face. ?Willow told me how it
really was. How Buffy was miserable from the start. You made her love
you, then you turned evil and made her kill you.? She crouched down
till her hair was almost brushing his face while she continued to
chastise him, ?Then you came back from hell and made her love you all
over again, even though you knew it was the worst thing you could have
done! Your selfishness brought her nothing but pain and misery until
you finally decided to leave her. Of course, you waited until just
before the prom so it would be that much more painful, so she couldn?t
even have the illusion of happiness.?

Angel was suffering agony like he hadn?t known since his two centuries
in hell. Worse even than that because the physical torment was almost
overwhelmed by the agony the witch?s words were burning into his soul.  

?Even then, you couldn?t stay away,? Tara said, continuing her speech.
?You popped up just often enough to remind her of the pain, tearing open
the wounds that had been healing and then leaving again, never letting
her completely recover from you.?

The demon Angelus was cowering in terror from this fearsome witch.
Never in his quarter-millennia of existence- including the time Angel
was in hell, had Angelus endured pain like this. Had he been able, he?d
have driven a stake through his own heart in order to escape this
suffering. The soul of Angel, on the other hand, almost welcomed it.
He deserved to be punished for his actions and for his jealousy, and
consequently he was grateful for this torture.

?Buffy belongs to me. I make her happy, I meet her needs and satisfy
her desires- something you could never do.? Tara waved her hand over
the vampire and spoke the phrase that suspended the spell. ?Now then,
can you acknowledge my dominance and behave yourself, or do you need
some more? convincing??  

As the pain left his body, his soul caused his body to weep in sorrow
for the pain he had caused Buffy as a result of his selfishness and
jealousy. He really did love her and want the best for her, he was just
too weak to keep himself from giving in to his desire to be with her.
He was, therefore, truly grateful for Tara?s punishment, because it
would give him the strength to do the right thing, which was to leave
Buffy the hell alone.

The demon in him just latched on to the command- after all, fear and
pain were the only things a demon respected. 

She had been referring to him acknowledging her dominance of Buffy,
which is why she was surprised by his response.

Angel ignored his muscles? scream of protest as he rolled over onto his
knees and bowed before her till his forehead was resting on the carpet.
?I will behave,? he croaked. ?Anything you command? Mistress.? 

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

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