FIC: Shocked (2/3) Buffy/Willow - NC-17

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Shocked(2/3)
AUTHOR: faithful_chickie
EMAIL: faithful_chickie@y...
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Buffy/Willow
DISCLAIMER: These characters are the property of Joss Whedon. 
FEEDBACK: Yes, Pleaseee.
DISTRIBUTION: Sure. Just tell me where.
SPOILERS: Season five of BTVS; Episode: Weight of the World. 
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SUMMARY: After Glory finally kidnaps Dawn, Willow needs to bring 
Buffy out of her catatonic state. - PWP 




Part 2 - To Do Her Duty


Setting up the candles, Willow opened her spell book and began 
chanting. It didn't take long for the circle to become energized. Her 
eyes dropped to the last lines of the spell. `Con un tocco searing, 
l'ordine è sentito. Sveglisi! ' [With a searing touch, the command 
is heard. Awaken!]

Now it was time for the witch to choose the rest of the route. The 
spell would work only by exposing Buffy to an extreme physical 
sensation, pain or pleasure. Either one would then shock the 
enchanted back to reality. 

Which should she inflict upon her best friend? Oddly enough, the red 
head was torn. Willow gazed back over at Buffy.

To give Buffy enough physical pleasure to be effective, meant 
bringing the dazed little blonde to orgasm, and that certainly wasn't 
something that Willow was comfortable doing. It would feel as if she 
were molesting her best friend. But the other option of torturing the 
tiny slayer was absolutely inconceivable. 

The red head sighed, determined to do her duty. In a way the choice 
was made for her. Willow would try to give her pleasure; the pain 
scenario was a last resort.
 
Reaching into her bag, she removed a small flask of oil and entered 
the circle. With a resolute expression, the witch caressed Buffy's 
cheek and whispered. "I'm just doing this to help." 

She squirted the oil onto the slayer's chest and tummy, smiling when 
Buffy's green eyes rested upon her. "Is it cold?"

The little slayer's face remained an emotionless mask.

Lovingly, the young witch massaged the oil in until the slickness 
allowed their skin to meet with a magical sparkle. Backing off, 
Willow peered down at her best friend. "How is that, Buffy?... 
Hmmm?... Do you feel it?"

Still no reaction.

Brushing a loose curl from Buffy's face, Willow spoke softly. "You 
know that I love you, don't you Buffy?"

With that acknowledgement made, Willow relaxed slowly undressing 
herself. She crawled onto the bed next to the slayer. Pressing her 
body to Buffy's, she gently rubbed against her, sliding easily along 
the small form. 

Buffy's glistening golden skin, well lubricated and well warmed soon 
melted any remaining reservations. 

"Oh my god... Buffy." Willow moaned into her ear. The sensations were 
breathtaking. Crackles of light appeared while the tingles lapped at 
her, setting the young witch's pussy ablaze.

It was time. Buffy's body was trembling from the mystical current 
that her spell wrought.

Willow grinned, eagerly reaching down and spreading Buffy's thighs as 
far apart as possible. She leaned back to admire the view. 

Nothing could be as beautiful as what she now looked upon. Willow 
decided to savor the moment. She delicately ran her finger along the 
inside of Buffy's thigh, smiling as the slayer's juices ran from her 
wide-open center. 

The young witch felt a heady rush of power while the chosen one 
quivered under her touch. Lightly, she ran her fingers over the soft 
folds of the slayer's pussy getting them coated with Buffy's juices. 
Bringing her fingers to her mouth, she hungrily sucked them clean.

More caresses and the small, glistening body shook. 

"That's it, Buffy. Feel it. Good girl." Willow panted while locking 
eyes with her best friend. Buffy's gaze remained vacant but a flush 
spread over her features. *It's working!*

Unable to hold back any longer, the witch leaned in and licked the 
slayer's slickness directly from the source. Dipping her tongue in, 
the young woman ardently explored the warm recesses, acquainting 
herself with the flavor. Willow swayed, drunk with pleasure as the 
perfection of Buffy Summers overwhelmed her senses. 

She murmured in ecstasy. "Mmmm... Buffy, you taste like warm honey." 

Suckling the swollen clit between her lips, Willow vibrated her 
tongue against it until she felt the little blonde shudder. Buffy's 
cream gushed down her chin. *Oh yes!* She lowered her mouth and 
licked at the nectar only semi-conscious of the slayer's gasps.

"Ahhhhhhhh.... yesssss... mmmmm... huh?!... Wil...Willow?"



Tbc.............