FIC:There Once Was a Demon Who Loved (B/W/T/O) R

[Shehulk <shehulk@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Title: There Once Was a Demon Who Loved
Author: Shehulk (shehulk@xxxxxxxxxxx) (www.shehulk.net)
Pairing: B/W/T/O
Rating: R, maybe NC-17
Summary: Some final moments in the lives of the foursome. There really is 
no hard plot to this. Just some scenes I had floating around in my mind.

This is the 3rd in the There Once was a Demon series. And the last.


Kellem reached for the door handle and froze as a trickle of pain 
slid over her. What was? Tara? She hurried into the apartment, feeling the 
silent call pulling her. Tara was sitting alone in the living room, crying.

Tossing her books onto the coffee table, Kellem knelt beside Tara 
and peered up at her in question. ?You?re hurting. I could feel you.?

Tara wiped her eyes and shook her head. ?I?m okay.?

Kellem laid her head in Tara?s lap and wrapped her arms around her waist. 
?I can feel your sadness. Shall I get Willow??

Tara automatically reached out and began stroking the dark head. 
?No, she has that big test today and I don?t want to disturb her until 
she?s finished.?

Kellem sighed, the sound an echo of the melancholy that Tara was 
feeling. ?You?ve hidden these feelings from her, that?s why she isn?t here 
already.?

Tara tucked a black strand behind Kellem?s ear. ?I?m okay, its 
just that? today is? the day my mother died.?

?Oh, I?m so sorry Tara, I know how rough that is.? Kellem 
tightened her hold on the witch.

?Hmm. I shouldn?t let it get to me like this but it still hurts 
even after all this time.?

Kellem raised her head, her expression serious. ?Of course it 
does. It always will hurt, just not as much.? She brushed Tara?s cheek, 
catching the tear that had fallen and brining it to her lips. ?I know what; 
let me care for you today.?

Kellem stood up and went over to the stereo. CD?s were piled haphazardly 
around the shelves, but she knew where the one she wanted was. She loaded 
it into the changer and hit repeat. The vivid sounds of Cusco filled the 
room and Kellem went back to Tara. She pulled the witch?s shoes off and 
lifted her feet onto the ottoman. ?Now you sit here and relax, I?ll just be 
a second.?

She disappeared again and Tara heard the water come on in the bathroom. She 
leaned her head back against the chair and closed her eyes, wondering what 
a demon considered care.

A few minutes later, Kellem returned and took Tara?s hand, guiding 
her up and into the bathroom. Tara paused at the doorway, as she saw what 
Kellem had done. The room was lit with several candles and she could smell 
the spicy scent of incense as well. The bathtub was filled with bubbles and 
Tara uncharacteristically made no protest when Kellem stepped in front of 
her and began unbuttoning her blouse.

Kellem took her time, wanting Tara to relax and enjoy herself. She 
pushed the material away from the blonde?s shoulders and bent to kiss one 
as her arms slid around Tara to unhook the clasp of her bra. Tara shivered 
at the kiss, but her arms came up as her breasts were bared, an instinctive 
reaction that Kellem decided she was going to make her personal quest to 
change. Kellem caught Tara?s hands and placed a gentle kiss in each palm 
before guiding them to her own shoulders. She reached out and cupped the 
ripe fullness before her, delighted when the rose tips responded instantly. 
A light flush stole over Tara?s skin and Kellem smiled. ?You are so beautiful.?

Tara bit her lip to stop the automatic denial. Instead she felt 
the blood roar through her head as Kellem undid the button of her skirt and 
the material fell away, leaving her clad only in a brief pair of panties. 
Kellem dropped to her knees, eye level with the tiny floral pattern, and 
pressed another kiss to the soft skin below Tara?s navel. The flesh beneath 
her lips trembled and a muffled giggle told Kellem that she had found a 
ticklish spot. She slid her hands up creamy thighs and hooked her fingers 
under the edge of the underwear. Tara?s blush increased as the material was 
slowly pulled away, leaving her defenseless.

Kellem could smell the heady scent of Tara?s passion but she 
restrained herself with difficulty. Time for that later. She rose and 
helped Tara into the tub before kneeling on the floor beside her. Kellem 
began the careful process of washing Tara?s back, feeling the sadness 
within the other woman beginning to lessen. She methodically soaped and 
rinsed every inch of Tara?s body, and by the time she had finished, the 
witch had become practically boneless. Kellem pulled the plug from the tub 
and lifted Tara out of the draining water. She stood her on her feet, but 
kept one arm around her for support as she wrapped Tara in a huge fluffy 
towel and sat her down at the small vanity table. Kellem rubbed the water 
from Tara?s hair and then flipped on the blow dryer. When she had finished 
drying it, Kellem began to brush the burnished length, marveling at the 
color. It?s the color of a lioness.

Tara stared at her reflection in the mirror, but didn?t see 
anything but the incredibly gentle hands in her hair.

Laying the brush down, Kellem lead Tara into the bedroom and 
pulled the towel away from her now dry body. Dozens of candles covered 
every surface and cast their glow over the silky skin before her. Kellem 
carefully positioned Tara on the bed, face down and reached for the bottle 
she had placed on the nightstand earlier. The warm oil spilled onto Tara?s 
back and she moaned, then blushed as she realized how she sounded. Kellem 
had long since removed her own clothes and now she climbed onto the bed, 
straddling the witch?s hips. Tara moaned again but for a different reason 
this time: the wet heat she could feel pressing into her made her shiver, 
but in a good way. Kellem worked the oil into the muscles of Tara?s back; 
sweeping away tension that she had been unaware she was carrying. Strong 
fingers dug into her buttocks and Tara gasped at the exquisite feeling. 
Kellem?s smile was devilish as she observed the increasingly frantic 
movements of the woman beneath her and she moved lower.

The muscles in Tara?s thighs were shaking and all she could hear 
was the thunderous sound of her own heart. Oil-coated fingers slipped 
between her thighs, moving higher and higher?

Tara?s cry of dismay as the fingers deftly avoided the one place 
she wanted them and went down, spreading more oil over her calves and feet. 
Kellem smoothly turned Tara over and began working her way back up the lush 
form.

When the oiled hands gripped her breasts, Tara arched up from the 
bed with a strangled moan, ?Yes! Please!?

Kellem forgot about the massage and bent her head to take one 
turgid point into her mouth, even as her fingers began to gently roll and 
tug the other. Everything had faded. Tara?s world had shrunk to those two 
points, and as she tried to reclaim her senses, Kellem thrust her legs 
apart with a well-placed thigh and pushed upwards.

Colors exploded behind Tara?s tightly closed eyelids and her body 
began to convulse as the orgasm sang through her.

Kellem didn?t stop sucking the breast she had captured, didn?t 
stop the rhythmic thrusts of her leg until she felt the shudders fade and 
Tara?s cries of pleasure became sighs of contentment. She released her 
prize and ducked her head to catch a bead of sweat from the valley beneath 
her. Tara smiled and Kellem felt her heart swell. So that?s what Willow sees.

?Thank you.?

Kellem shook her head and slid further down on the bed. ?I should 
be thanking you.? She settled herself between Tara?s thighs lowered her 
mouth to the soaked thatch before her. ?I hope you don?t mind, but the 
smell of you is driving me insane. I must have a taste.? As she spoke, the 
words puffed against Tara?s center in a delicate caress that made her shudder.

Tara?s hands gripped the headboard and she held on as the talented 
demon sent her soaring once again.

????

Willow dashed into the women?s bathroom as if her life depended on 
it. The emotions she was feeling through her connection to Tara and Kellem 
had her wildly aroused and she splashed cold water in her face in a vain 
attempt to calm down. What brought that on? She wasn?t upset by the 
knowledge that Kellem and Tara were making love, but she did wonder what 
had prompted this encounter. The door opened behind her and Willow didn?t 
have to look to know that it was Buffy. She wet a paper towel and handed it 
to the slayer. Buffy took it without a word and pressed it to her flushed 
cheeks. She met Willow?s eyes in the mirror over the sink. ?So? Do you want 
to skip the rest of the day??

Willow nodded mutely and they left the bathroom.

????

Kellem heard the front door open and slipped from the bed, leaving 
Tara sleeping peacefully. She threw her robe on, but didn?t bother to tie 
it. She knew who it was and she knew what they wanted.

Buffy looked up as Kellem entered the living room and smiled. The 
rich green of Kellem?s robe made a nice frame for the exposed section of 
her body. ?Hey. Been busy??

Kellem stuck her tongue out at the slayer but didn?t answer. She 
went to Willow, capturing her hands. ?Mistress. Tara needs you.?

Willow?s smile faded. ?What?s wrong??

?It?s the anniversary of her mother?s death today.?

Understanding lit Willow?s eyes and she headed for the bedroom, 
pausing at the door. ?Thanks Kels.?

The demon shrugged, ?Hey, it?s what I?m here for.?

Willow shook her head at the self-depreciating tone and glanced at 
Buffy. The blonde?s quick nod assured her that she would take care of 
Kellem and Willow stepped into the bedroom.

Buffy moved to stand behind Kellem and slid her arms around her. 
?Now, what was it you said you were here for??

Kellem?s eyes slitted as she felt the rake of Buffy?s teeth 
against her neck. ?Um, why don?t I show you??

????

Willow undressed and got into bed, taking Tara into her arms and 
holding her. Tara stirred and blinked up at her dreamily. ?Hey.?

?Hey back.? Kissing her forehead, Willow snuggled closer. ?How are 
you feeling??

????

Kellem writhed helplessly on the bed in the spare bedroom, the 
ability for speech long gone.

Buffy slowed her thrusting, looking down at her captive with a 
devious smile. ?So what are you here for??

Gasping, Kellem struggled to speak, ?Ahh! I?I?m here ?? She broke 
off and glared at Buffy. ?You know.?

Buffy bit the flesh of the breast nearest to her and tasted blood. 
?That?s not the answer.?

Kellem?s scream of frustration made the slayer chuckle. ?I am here 
because?? She met Buffy?s eyes reluctantly. ?Because you and Willowlove me.?

?Congratulations! And having answered correctly, you get the grand 
prize?? She began thrusting again, her strength making Kellem gasp and 
shift to demon form. ?I was hoping you would do that.? Not needing to 
restrain herself now, Buffy gripped the demon and rolled them off the bed 
and to the floor with a thud. Experience had taught her that the bed would 
not support her and Kellem?s enthusiastic bouts of lovemaking.

????

Next door, Willow heard the sound and chuckled. ?Sounds like 
Buffy?s working on Kellem?s self esteem issue again.?

Tara sighed. ?Yeah, she works so hard at that too. I wonder if 
she?ll ever cure Kellem??

They looked at each other and answered together. ?Nah!?

????

Buffy stared at the small metal dog in disgust and then glanced at 
her nemesis. ?Okay, how much??

Tara grinned unrepentantly and consulted her deed. ?$2000.?

Laughing at the pout that crept over Buffy?s face, Willow dropped 
her gaze to the covered board and considered the current state of the 
players. Kellem was holding her own, her monopolies of the yellow and green 
properties keeping her in the game, while she was staying afloat through 
her railroads and utilities. Tara however, owned almost everything else, 
save for the two tiny properties that Buffy had managed to hold onto.

Tara kindly offered to take those deeds, in exchange for the owed 
money and after a quick count of her cash, Buffy had to agree. The usually 
shy blonde clapped happily and began reorganizing her deeds according to 
color. She looked at Kellem, a decidedly predatory gleam in her eye. ?Your 
roll, She-Beast.?

Kellem stuck her tongue out at the name, but in truth she loved 
the title. She picked up the dice and cupped her hands, shaking them 
furiously before releasing them onto the table in front of her. ?Doubles!? 
She moved the miniature ogre that she had insisted on playing with and 
counted off ten spaces. ?Just visiting, thank you.? Kellem rolled againand 
soon found herself on Boardwalk?. Tara?s ultimate money catcher. ?Damn.?

Tara waited expectantly, hand out.

Kellem took the offered appendage and slowly licked her palm 
before giving her the rent. ?Only for you, Honeysuckle.? It was the 
nickname that made Tara blush. Kellem had taken to calling her that after 
their afternoon together a few weeks ago and she still flushed.

Buffy?s low wolf whistle was joined by Willow?s teasing cry, ?Ooo 
yeah!?

The sound of the doorbell stopped whatever retort Tara might have 
made. Buffy was on her feet and moving towards the door when the bell rang 
again. ?Don?t break it?, she muttered as she opened the door.

Giles hesitated, his finger over the button. ?Ah, Buffy.? He 
paused, watching the faint glow fading from the slayer?s eyes. ?I hope I?m 
not interrupting?? Good grief! Middle of the day?

?Actually you?re just in time to stop Tara?s plans for world 
domination.? At the watcher?s startled look, she elaborated, ?Well, of 
Monopoly world anyway.?


????


Kellem opened the apartment door and blinked as the world seemed 
to skip. Shaking her head, she grinned at the visitor. ?Hey there! Come on in.?

She closed the door and leaned against it. ?Buffy?s not here right 
now, but she should be back soon. I was about to grab a snack, you want 
anything??

Dawn shrugged. ?Sure.?

Kellem threw open the refrigerator door and began stacking her 
arms with various items. ?Hope you?re hungry. I tend to go huge with my 
creations.?

?Starved actually. I skipped lunch today.?

Dropping her sandwich makings on the counter, Kellem paused to 
send a stern look at the teenager. ?That?s not good for you. You?ll mess 
your blood sugar up.? She grabbed a long Italian loaf out and sliced it 
length-wise. ?What was more important than eating??

The bewildered expression on Kellem?s face made Dawn laugh. 
?Nothing I guess, they were serving mystery meatloaf again and I just 
wasn?t feeling that brave.?

?Ah yes, the terrors of cafeteria food.?

?You went to school?? Dawn was surprised. She knew that the Jauda 
demon was at least a couple of hundred years old, so how did she know about 
school food?

Kellem shook her head as she slathered mustard for a base to build 
her masterpiece on. ?Naw. But I spent some time teaching a few years ago.?

?You?re kidding? What did you teach? Dismemberment 101??

Kellem scowled. ?Hah hah. I taught history at a high school down 
in Florida.?

?Hmm. I guess that makes sense. You being so old and all. Guess 
you?ve seen most of what they teach.?

?I?m going to take that as a complement. Cause if I didn?t I?d 
have to hold you upside down until you apologized.? She set half of the 
mammoth sandwich down in front of Dawn along with a glass of milk. ?And I 
know you don?t want that.?

Dawn smiled innocently, and then studied the plate. ?I do have a 
question though.?

Kellem paused in the act of lifting her own sandwich. ?Yeah??

?How on earth do I eat this thing??

????

Kellem was waiting for Buffy when she returned from patrolling 
that night. She held the black book in one hand and a mug of cocoa in the 
other. Buffy saw the offerings and sighed. ?This is not a promising sight. 
Anything that deserves cocoa is never good. And where that book is involved 
it?s usually on a global scale.? She peeled her jacket off and hung it on 
the back of the door before setting her bag of tricks in the closet. ?So 
kiss me while I can still enjoy it.?

Doing as she was asked, Kellem set the items down and took Buffy 
into her arms. ?I aim to please Mistress.? Buffy let herself sink into the 
kiss, feeling the slight scrape of Kellem?s fangs against her tongue. ?I 
guess we can?t leave the bad news until tomorrow huh??

?I?m afraid not.? Buffy glanced over to see Willow and Tara 
exiting the bedroom, both wearing identical expressions of concern. ?Well 
that speaks volumes. I take it that you already know??

Tara nodded and handed Buffy her cocoa. ?Drink this and we?ll fill 
you in.?

Plopping down on the couch, Buffy sipped her cocoa and waited for 
the revelations to commence.

Kellem opened the book and read out loud for a few pages, waiting 
for the inevitable explosion. It wasn?t long in coming.

?What!? That?s crazy!? Buffy leapt up and began to pace around the 
apartment. ?There?s no way this is true. I remember her whole life! This 
has to be a mistake.?

Kellem winced at the pain she saw lurking under Buffy?s glare. 
?I?m sorry Buffy. We?ve been checking the other things in the diary and 
they?re all happening. The rise in patients in the psych ward at the 
hospital. The guys in armor have been spotted by some of the other watchers 
and they seemed to be heading this way. We even cast a spell to test Dawn. 
She?s the Key Buffy.?

?According to the book, the monks planted the memories of Dawn?s 
in everyone who knows you. There?s no way to tell when that happened. It 
could have been years ago, it could have been days. All we know for sure is 
that Glory is out there hunting for the Key right now.?

Willow?s quiet words brought the truth home to Buffy, who rubbed her eyes 
wearily. ?So now what??

?We have to keep Dawn away from her. She?s too powerful to take 
head on.?

Kellem was flipping through the black book, wondering if the other 
slayer had been kind enough to drop any hints about how to kill a god. She 
paused as she read something interesting. Surely that?s too simple.

She ran a claw down the edge of the page and slipped the now free 
paper into her pocket. Not a job for Buffy.



????


Kellem stood outside the hospital in the shadows and waited 
patiently. To pass the time she unfolded the diary page she had cut out and 
read it again. When she had first read it, she realized that the simplest 
solution to the whole Glory problem would be to kill Glory?s human host. 
But she also knew that Buffy would insist on taking that responsibility on 
herself. And Kellem couldn?t let her do that. To kill a man, who was in 
essence an innocent, would do something to Buffy that couldn?t be altered.

Kellem saw her quarry exit the building and shifted into demon 
form. She dashed forward and struck, not giving herself time to think, time 
to regret.

????


Tara filled her glass with orange juice and the stepped into the 
laundry room to retrieve the clothes she had left in the dryer that 
morning. As she bent to pick up a dropped sock, she saw a small drop near 
her foot. A hesitant fingertip discovered that the blood had not completely 
dried which meant that it gotten there very recently. She straightened and 
looked at the controls for the washer. It had only been on for a few 
minutes but she was the only one in the apartment. And she hadn?t started 
this load.

She hit the button to stop the machine and opened the door. The 
water inside was pink, and Tara pushed her hand into the warm water to pull 
out the garments inside.

After a moment?s study, she let them sink back into the 
bloodstained water and closed the lid. A hand moved into her line of vision 
and turned the machine back on. Tara glanced at Kellem, her eyes asking the 
questions she could not voice.

Kellem shook her head ruefully. ?I thought you were studying at 
the library tonight??

?T-The group canceled.?

Hearing the unease in Tara?s voice made Kellem wince. ?I guess 
your wondering why there?s blood all over my clothes??

?Um, yeah.?

Kellem handed her a folded piece of paper and then held her hands 
lightly. ?This must remain between us, okay??

Tara nodded slowly then read the paper. Then she read it again and 
considered the possible outcomes of Buffy and Willow reading this. ?Oh. So 
you??

A quick nod.

?Ah.? She stepped past Kellem into the kitchen and opened a 
drawer. ?I guess there?s only one thing left to do then.? Tara triggered 
the lighter and held the flame to the paper, letting it burn close to her 
fingers before dropping it into the sink. She washed the ashes away and put 
the lighter back before turning to Kellem. ?So this never happened.?

?Right.? Kellem smiled in relief and turned to leave the room when 
she felt Tara?s hand on her arm. ?What??

Tara looked into her eyes and for an instant Kellem felt totally 
exposed, nothing was hidden from the witch?s piercing gaze. ?If you need 
somebody to talk to about this later? then I?m here.?

Kellem blinked and forced herself to shrug. ?I?ll keep that inmind.?

She hurried out and Tara sat down at the table and let her head fall into 
her hands. She killed him to protect Buffy from having to kill? But she 
forgot to mention that she had never killed either. Tara remembered how 
caring Kellem had been with her when she had really needed her and vowed 
that she would be there when Kellem dealt with what she had done.


Face down on the huge bed, Kellem was wondering if she would ever 
stop hearing the screams. She tried to console herself with the knowledge 
that she had in all probability saved dozens of lives but it was of little 
comfort. Kellem heard the bedroom door open, but didn?t turn, wondering 
what had brought Tara here.

Tara crawled onto the bed and laid down beside the silent demon, 
letting her hand rest on the denim clad butt beside her.

?Hey.?

?Hey.? Tara began rubbing the small of Kellem?s back in small 
circles. ?You gonna lay here and mope all night??

?Naw, I think I just got a better offer than the whole moping thing.?

?Really??

Kellem turned to look at Tara and couldn?t help but smile. The 
blonde witch was naked. ?Oh yeah.?

Shifting to her side, Kellem drew the other girl into her arms and 
just held her for a moment. ?You are so special.?

Tara didn?t reply to the compliment, her attention focused on 
sliding her hands into the back of Kellem?s jeans and gripping her ass. Her 
nails flexed lightly and she was rewarded with a sibilant hiss.

?Tara!?

A few moments later found them both naked, each determined to 
taste every inch of the other.

When Tara?s tongue slid over her soaked center, Kellem reared up 
off the bed with a strangled cry. Tara?s devilish smile was hidden in the 
tangled curls she was currently exploring but Kellem could feel her silent 
laughter. ?God! Think that?s funny, huh?? She gripped the witch?s hips and 
lifted her, letting her legs fall open in front of her eager mouth.

Tara screamed at the nip of teeth, only to gasp a second later 
when the mark was soothed by an agile tongue. ?K-Kellem! Oh Yes!?

?Time to take to the sky my lovely witch!? Kellem launched a 
furious assault that left Tara trembling and weak, unable to offer any 
protest to what was happening, not that she would have.

In self defense, she found herself returning the assault with 
interest, knowing that the demon didn?t need the careful handling that she 
and Willow did. As her fist slid home, Kellem?s hoarse shout filled the 
room and Tara bit the inside of her thigh, drawing blood. Instantly both of 
them were swamped in the surge of power from the bond. Endlessly the energy 
flowed though them, causing them to come again and again. After an eternity 
the power began to ebb, leaving the lovers drained and sated.

Tara returned to Kellem?s side and slipped her arms around her. 
She rained tiny kisses down her cheek, whispering softly, ?I?ve fallen in 
love with you.?

Kellem?s heart swelled to the bursting point and she smiled 
roguishly. ?Ditto.?

The sound of the front door opening had them turning and Buffy 
swept into the bedroom a moment later. She gave them a fleeting smile and 
then pulled her blood stained shirt off, throwing it into the hamper. 
Instead of joining them on the bed, she donned another shirt and headed 
back out to the living room. Curious, Tara and Kellem followed in time to 
see Buffy choosing a sword from the collection of weapons that covered one 
wall.

?Buffy??

Buffy pulled a long leather coat on and slipped the sword into 
it?s special hiding place. ?Sorry guys, there?s a demon on the loose that 
needs to be removed from this plane of existence.?

There was an stress in the blonde?s voice that they hadn?t heard 
before. ?Buffy what?s going on??

?I?m sorry Tara.? She stepped close and brushed a light kiss 
across her lips. ?I?m pissed off at this one. It killed a doctor at the 
hospital. Very messy. Very brutal.?

Kellem paled but Buffy didn?t see as she hugged the witch close, 
drawing comfort from the contact. Then Buffy turned to her and it was all 
Kellem could do not to flinch as the strong arms embraced her as well. ?Do 
me a favor and go find Willow, okay? I don?t know why but this whole thing 
is wigging me.?

She left as quickly as she had arrived and Kellem stared at Tara 
helplessly. ?I?m screwed.?

????


Buffy didn?t find the demon who had killed the doctor, but she did 
run into several demons who happened to be servants of Glory. After a few 
well placed punches, they had been more than happy to tell her all they 
knew. She let them go, her attention focused on this startling new 
information. As she walked back towards the apartment, Buffy felt Willow 
approaching.

?Hey Buffy. Good slaying tonight?? Willow wrapped her arms around 
the shorter girl and pulled her close.

?So-so slaying. One dead innocent. One really odd bit of info.?

Willow heard the edge in Buffy?s voice and leaned back to see her 
face. ?Wanna talk? We?re a stake?s throw from heaven.?

Buffy nodded and they set off.

????


Heaven was their name for the Starbucks down the street from their 
apartment. The double mocha latte was just what the night called for and 
Buffy sipped hers in silence as she gathered her thoughts.

Willow was patient, Knowing that Buffy would speak when she was ready. She 
sipped her own latte and amused herself by gazing at her lover?s beautiful 
face.

Buffy finally sighed and met Willow?s eyes. ?Strange night. A doctor was 
killed at he hospital. Police are saying it was a wild animal attack.? She 
saw Willow?s face pale and realized what she thought. ?No, I don?t think it 
was a werewolf. I got a look at the body before the police arrived. There 
were claw marks but no signs of anything being? eaten.?

?So just a demon.?

?Yeah. I also ran into some of Glory?s servants. They were leaving town.?

?Leaving? But, what about the-.?

?According to them Glory is dead.?

For what should have been great news, Buffy was acting very unhappy. ?Um, 
woo hoo??

?Yeah, it should be. But something?s bugging me Will. We were worried that 
even with the power from our bond we wouldn?t be able to beat her. If she?s 
dead, then what was it that killed her??

?Oh, I see. There could be something worse coming.?

Kellem and Tara slid into free chairs at the small table, placing a small 
dish of cookies in the center. ?What?s coming??

Buffy snagged a cookie and dunked it into her coffee. ?Something killed Glory.?

Tara smiled. ?Great! So no more end of the w-world stress.?

?I wish. You have to wonder what was strong enough to kill a god and what 
is it going to do next.?

Tara and Kellem exchanged looks and Willow felt something pass between 
them. ?I?m sure it?ll be fine Buffy. Let?s not borrow trouble.?

Buffy smiled at Kellem?s reassurance but couldn?t shake the feeling that 
there was more going on that she couldn?t see. ?I hope you?re right. But I 
never have to borrow trouble. I usual get it free and in bulk. Well since 
Glory?s not a threat any longer, I cam focus on getting the monster that 
chopped up that doctor.?

Willow was looking at Tara, so she saw the reassuring smile she sent to 
Kellem before she spoke. ?Unless Kellem gets it first. S-She?s pretty upset 
about it herself.?

The confused expression on Kellem?s face cleared and she nodded quickly. 
?Yeah, I?m going to kick it?s ass if I find it.?

?Ohh. Is that a challenge Kellem? Think you can out slay me??

Kellem leaned forward and let her eyes glow. ?Anytime, anywhere.?

Buffy swatted her arm and checked to make sure no one had noticed. ?Behave. 
So you want to make a little wager on this??

Kellem?s smile turned seductive. ?Of course. What did you have in mind??

Moving closer until their faces were inches apart, Buffy ran her tongue 
across her lips. ?Oh, I think the loser should be the winner?s bodyslave 
for a week.?

Kellem shivered. ?Oh yeah. Done deal.?

Willow rolled her eyes. ?And that?s different from everyday how??

?Oh it?d be different. Especially when I keep Buffy naked the whole week.?

?Sure of yourself aren?t you??

?Oh yeah.?

Tara cleared her throat. ?I suggest that I go with Kellem to be her witness 
to the kill and Willow can go with Buffy.?

The opponents nodded their consent and shook hands on the bet.


????

Two nights later, Willow was healing the claw marks in Kellem?s upper arm 
as she listened to Tara?s recount of the ?kill?.

?- and then Kellem r-ripped its heart out.?

Buffy glared at the Jauda demon a moment before relenting. ?You got lucky.?

Kellem shrugged, not wanting to gloat since she knew that there had been no 
demon and that the wounds on her arm had been made from her own claws. 
?Yeah. I did.?

Buffy stood up and tugged her shirt off, before undoing her jeans and 
stepping out of them. Her underwear followed and then she was kneeling 
before Kellem. ?You won, I?m yours to command.?

Swallowing hard, Kellem sent a frantic look in Tara?s direction. The witch 
just smiled and Willow could feel something pass between them again. ?Um, 
okay. Everybody to the bedroom then. Orgasms for everybody, Buffy?s buying.?

????

Willow watched the smoke fade away and wondered what it meant. She had cast 
a spell to see what had happened between Kellem the demon she had slain but 
all she had seen was Kellem. She was sure now that Kellem and Tara were 
keeping secrets and that could cause them all a world of hurt. Willow put 
away her magic supplies and returned the spellbook back to its place on the 
shelve. With a quick wave at Anya, Willow left the Magic Box and walked 
back to the apartment. It was time to get some answers from the sources.

????

Kellem shut the door with a startled ?Eep!? and turned to Tara. 
?Oh God! Willow?s coming down the hall. And she?s got that full ?resolve 
face? thing going!?

Tara blanched. ?Oh dear. Um, Back door??

?Back door is good.? They sprinted for the rear exit in the 
kitchen and turned the doorknob? but it wouldn?t open. ?Shit. It won?t open!?

Tara touched the knob and blanched. ?Magically locked.?

They both froze as they heard the light tap of heels against the 
tile floor. In unison, they slowly turned around to face Willow.

?So? Does anyone want to tell me what?s going on?? Deceptively 
mild, the redhead?s voice sent chills done their spines.

Kellem shrugged, forcing a laugh. ?Going on? N-nothing?s goingon. 
We were just..?

?Going out for a walk,? Tara finished for her. Kellem nodded quickly.

?Ah. I see. You were running?. to go for a walk.? She stepped 
closer, her expression indescribable. ?Tara-baby?? Willow reached out and 
brushed the hair away from her lover?s face. ?Tell mistress what?s going on.?

Tara gulped and shot an apologetic look at Kellem. ?I, uh?? She 
bit her lip and dropped her gaze from Willow?s, unable to answer.

Willow saw the struggle within Tara and sighed. She cupped the 
blonde witch?s face and kissed her cheek. ?It?s okay baby. You don?t have 
to say anything.?

She released Tara and turned to Kellem. ?Kellem, my pet.? She 
could see the demon shudder at her words. ?You?re going to tell me aren?t you??

The command in her voice was unmistakable and Kellem found herself 
on her knees before her mistress with no memory of how she had gotten 
there. ?Yes Mistress.? She lowered her head, knowing that she couldn?t hide 
what she had done any longer. ?I killed the doctor at the hospital.?

Willow studied her down bent head a moment while she absorbed 
this. ?I see. So the demon that Buffy had been searching so hard for?was you.?

Kellem winced at the chill in her mistresses voice.

Willow turned back to Tara. ?And you knew about this??

Tara nodded unhappily. ?I-I found out by accident.?

?So why did you do it Kellem??

?He was Glory?s human host.?

?Ah.? Willow patted the Jauda demon?s head and then gripped her 
hair, pulling her up to meet her eyes. ?You lied to me. To Buffy.? She 
trapped Tara in her gaze. ?Both of you lied.?

?W-Willow? I?m sorry. We didn?t know what else t-to do.?Tara was 
on her knees as well by this time and Willow smiled at the picture they 
made. This has possibilities. She wasn?t upset by what Kellem had done, in 
truth she understood exactly why the demon had done it. But that didn?t 
change the fact that she had lied, had led Tara into lying with her. No, 
that she couldn?t let go. She flipped out her cell phone and pressed 
Buffy?s speed dial.

?Buffy? I need your help here at the apartment. It seems that we 
have two very naughty girls that have been keeping secrets from us.?

Tara shot Kellem a worried look on hearing this and she saw her 
own panic reflected in her partner-in-deception?s eyes. <We?re screwed?>

????

Buffy had listened silently as Willow explained what had happened.

Kellem and Tara were still on their knees but in the living room 
now and neither of them would risk looking at the slayer directly.

Willow finished her tale and waited for Buffy?s decision. ?So what 
do you want to do??

Buffy walked around the girls in question, her mind busy sorting 
through what she had learned. The doctor?s death had not been something she 
would have agreed to but she had to admit that with that death, many more 
lives would be saved, not to mention her own. What was really bothering her 
though was the fact that they had lied. That she was having problems with. 
That and the fact that Kellem had suckered her into being her bodyslave for 
a week. Not that she had minded but still?

?Well for starters they can loose their clothing privileges for a 
week.?

Willow wasted no time in casting a spell that literally ripped the 
clothes away from their bodies. ?Done. Next??

?Glad to see you?re enjoying this Will.? Buffy glared down at 
Kellem. ?What I can?t get past Kellem, is the fact that you lied to me. 
Your mistress.?

A small cry escaped Kellem at her words and she dropped her head 
to the floor at Buffy?s feet. ?I?m sorry Mistress. Please.?

Buffy sighed deeply. ?Go into the bedroom Kellem. Wait for me 
beside the bed. Tara, you go with her.?

Once they had gone, Buffy turned to Willow. ?Any suggestions??

Willow slid her hands around Buffy?s waist and began whispering in 
her ear.

Buffy?s eyes widened and then she laughed. ?God Willow! I had no 
idea you could be that cruel.?

????

Kellem groaned as she watched Willow work her magic between the 
slayer?s thighs. The manacles binding the Jauda demon were enchanted, 
keeping her standing and spread-eagled beside the bed. She could watch the 
bed?s occupants but she couldn?t join in. Across the bed, Tara was 
suffering from the same fate. To make matters worse, Willow had cast a 
spell that kept both of the captives from attaining orgasm, no matter how 
aroused they became.

Buffy and Willow would occasionally reach out and lightly twist a 
nipple or a clit, keeping their prisoners on the edge.

Tara cried out as Buffy reached up and began thrusting her fingers 
into the blonde witch?s core and as her own pleasure swept through her.

Kellem watched Tara?s suffering in both sympathy and apprehension, 
knowing that she was next.

????

Buffy finished loading the dishwasher and took a moment to 
appreciate the view. Tara was standing at the sink washing the pots from 
dinner, wearing nothing but an apron. The week long naked punishment was up 
tonight and Buffy had to confess that she was going to miss it. She gave 
Tara a light smack across that oh-so-appealing backside and wandered back 
into the living room.

Kellem was running the vacuum cleaner under Willow?s studious gaze 
and Buffy sighed happily as she joined the red head on the couch. ?I?m 
going to miss this.?

Willow was focused on the gentle sway of Kellem?s breasts as she 
pushed and pulled the vacuum cleaner across the floor. ?Tell me about it.?

Kellem just grinned, knowing that the ?punishment? she and Tara 
had endured this week had not been hard to agree to and had resulted in 
some seriously wonderful sex.

Except for that whole Xander incident. Glaring at Willow as she 
remembered, Kellem wondered just how she could pay Scarlet back for that.

Xander had dropped by unexpectedly a few days ago and instead of 
turning him away, Willow had invited him in. Knowing that she and Tara were 
in the kitchen, naked.

Kellem had heard Willow?s yell to bring her two soda?s and had 
assumed that Buffy was home. So she had grabbed two cans and trotted out 
into the living room only to find Xander. Seeing the mischievous twinkle in 
Willow?s eyes, Kellem had known instantly what was going on, but Tara? she 
walked right in, took one look at the guy on the couch seeing her naked and 
fainted.

Willow saw the glare and knew what Kellem was remembering. She 
smiled innocently and turned back to Buffy. ?So, wanna make?em play Twister 
again??


????


Buffy hissed as the barbed spine was finally freed from her flesh 
and buried her face into Kellem?s side. The demon was holding her across 
her lap as Tara worked on the multitude of wounds that were covering the 
slayer?s back. Kellem stroked Buffy?s hair soothingly. ?Not long now.?

Tara carefully grasped another three inch spine with the pliers 
and eased it out. ?Are you sure these aren?t poisonous?? She dropped the 
quill into a bowl next to her on the bed and met Kellem?s eyes.

?Yeah. T?shirk demons fire these things with enough force to 
pierce armor plating. Poison would be overkill.?

Willow cleaned the new hole Tara had opened and then healed it. 
?Like spraying thousands of these things isn?t??

Kellem?s lips curled into a half grin. ?True. I just wish I had 
gone with you tonight.?

Buffy shook her head, her voice muffled. ?Then there?d be two of 
us impersonating pin cushions.?

Rattle. Another quill joined the dozens already in the bowl. Tara 
surveyed the slayer?s body and winced. Buffy had beheaded the demon in a 
leaping strike, landing with her back to the dying creature. Whose last 
defiant act was to explode the quills that covered it?s body outward. The 
spray of needle like darts had struck the unsuspecting slayer, imbedding 
themselves in her from head to foot. Starting from the top, Tara had been 
removing the darts for almost an hour and only now was Buffy?s back clear.

Rattle.

They had all felt the pain that Buffy was in and Willow?s scream 
when the bleeding slayer had appeared in the apartment doorway was silently 
echoed by Tara and Kellem.

They had had to cut the clothes from the slayer?s body although 
Tara had known that she could pull the quills out all at once with her 
power. Buffy had refused the offer. She could feel the low hum in the 
Buffy?s body through their link and she hid a smile as she began removing 
the quills that ran along the top of her left buttock.

Kellem could also feel Buffy?s reaction to the small stabs of 
pain, but she could also feel the girl?s embarrassment at her reaction. 
<There?s nothing to be embarrassed about, Mistress.> She felt Buffy stiffen 
and rubbed the back of her neck.

<I am a sick person.> Buffy could feel the throbbing heat between 
her legs and was glad that her face was hidden.

?Then I guess we?re all sick too.? Willow healed another hole and 
then kissed the smooth flesh. ?Cause I know I?m not the only one feeling 
those little heart jumps when you do the pain-hiss thing.?

Tara blushed furiously but didn?t deny it. She gripped another 
quill and worked it out before speaking. ?S-She has a point.?

Buffy was silent for a moment and then her body relaxed into the 
pain. ?Well I guess if I?m not the only one??

Tara dropped her free hand down between Buffy?s leg and touched 
the slickness she found gathering there. ?I-If anything, it makes me feel 
better that I?m not just causing you p-pain.?

Buffy?s moan was low and Willow paused in her healing to bend down 
and rake her teeth across the slayer?s shoulder. ?Besides, we love you 
Buffy. Don?t be afraid to tell us something you want cause we?re more than 
happy to give it to you, or do it to you as the case may be.?

Tara went back to work on Buffy?s back, but let her hand stay 
where it was, idly toying with the swollen folds. She slipped a finger 
inside as she pulled another quill out and was rewarded with the slayer?s 
cry of pleasure/pain.

?God! Tara!?

They all felt the release sweep through Buffy as her muscles 
clenched and as they tightened around the remaining quills, another 
stronger orgasm exploded over her. The links between the four women were 
flung wide open and they were caught in the backlash of Buffy?s pleasure.

????

Buffy laid the T?shirk quill in the glass curio cabinet with a 
tiny smile. Other reminders of her life littered the glass shelves and she 
shook her head at some of the them. A ticket stub from a concert she, 
Xander and Willow had gone to not long after she had arrived in Sunnydale. 
A small crystal figure of an ice skater that her mother had given her for 
her tenth birthday. Her class protector award. The silver cross Angel had 
given her.

Bits and pieces of her life that she kept close to remind her that 
there were good things as well as the bad she faced each night.

Tara watched her from the bedroom doorway. ?My Lord, your lovers, 
jealous of your absence, seek to find you.?

Buffy couldn?t suppress a chuckle at the witch?s paraphrasing of 
Shakespeare. ?Good young Tara. Collect them all together at my bed. I?ll be 
before thee.?

?I shall do it my Lord.? Tara winked and slipped back into the 
darkness of the bedroom.

Buffy shut the door of the curio cabinet and turned of the lamp 
beside the couch.

Willow?s voice broke the silence. ?My Liege.?

Buffy?s eyes narrowed as she thought. ?My lover Willow?s voice? I 
know thy errand, I will go with thee; the day, my love, and all things stay 
for me.?

She walked through the door and into the arms of her waiting lovers.

The End.


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