FIC: Nymphomaniac Fantasia - Nightingale

["jin_hayte" <jinhayte@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Aight, so I posted this on the Mystic Muse forums and was told ya'll 
would love it, so here it is.
I'd love to hear what you think of it, even if you think it's bad. 
Feel free to rip it apart, but do so constructively ;)
Anyway, enjoy!

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TITLE: Part 1 - Nightingale

SERIES: Nymphomaniac Fantasia

AUTHOR: Jin Hayte

FEEDBACK: Hell yeah! I LOVE feedback! Either here or at 
jinhayte@xxxxxxxxxxx Good or bad, I don't care, as long as it's 
constructive. 

SPOILER WARNING: None

SUMMARY: Set during Season 4, post-Oz but pre-Tara. Willow discovers 
something about Buffy she had never expected.

DISCLAIMER: Buffy The Vampire Slayer, Willow, Tara, Dawn and all the 
other characters in the syndicated TV-show Buffy The Vampire belong 
to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy etc, etc. I do NOT own any of the 
official characters, their names or their backgrounds. However, this 
story is mine.

RATING: NC-17

COUPLES: B/W

NOTES: This is the first part of three (maybe more) short stories. 
While my other fics are relatively huge, this is my little kid :)
It could be argued that this is PWP, and as a stand alone part, that 
would be true. But since it's the first part in a series that has a 
plot, I shun from calling it PWP.

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Night. In most areas of the world, night time didn't change much in 
people's lives. They could walk around outside reasonably safe, 
completely oblivious to the surreal dangers that lurked in the 
darkness. They didn't feel the fear, because there was nothing TO 
fear. 

Sunnydale was not one of those places. Every night, as the sun 
settled below the horizon, people sought out the safety of their own 
homes, without really knowing why. No one would talk about it, and 
if asked, would respond with a blank expression. As if on automatic, 
they sought out safety. Or, if they needed to go somewhere, they'd 
travel in groups of three or more people. Not alone. Never alone.

Tonight, a girl was alone, outside, at night. She was making her way 
through the cemeteries, which was the most dangerous place to be in 
Sunnydale. But this was not an ordinary girl. She was the Slayer.

Buffy Summers was out on her nightly patrol, which tonight lead her 
through a number of the many cemeteries in Sunnydale. Since starting 
college, her patrol pattern had changed drastically, since she 
didn't really have time to make her way all the way from campus to 
the most far away cemeteries. However, the campus area was as 
vampire infested as any graveyard, so it evened itself out. 

The half moon seemed unusually big on tonight's clear night sky, 
sending its cold, pale rays to earth, making everything seem 
surreal, ethereal. The shadows appeared darker, as if gaining 
blackness from the enlightened, usually dark, areas of the night. 
Crows in the tree tops, quiet on every other night, seemed almost 
too eager to sing their eerie hymn.

If Buffy was any other girl, the birds would have scared her. She 
wasn't any other girl, however, she was the Slayer. She had dusted 
quite a few vamps tonight and wasn't gonna be scared by harmless 
birds. Besides, she was now both hungry and incredibly horny, so 
fear had little place in her system. 

It had taken a long time until she had admitted it to herself, but 
there was no denying it; putting her trustworthy stake into the 
chest of an undead creature made her feel desires so primal they 
were older than time. And it wasn't until recently that she could 
really act out on it. Being in love with a souled vampire whom you 
couldn't be intimate with was NOT good for your hormones. She had 
tried to deny her urges all throughout her senior year at high 
school, and it had worked reasonably well. Starting college, 
however, had made it more difficult not to act on her secret 
desires, so she had turned to Parker. That was a mistake almost as 
bad as sleeping with Angel had been.

Luckily, soon after the Parker incident, things had changed; she no 
longer had to hide her craving, seeing how it was reciprocated. Her 
need to ravish that petite body, to rip clothes, to nibble and pinch 
and to devour was met with a lust just as big.

Buffy felt her arousal increasing as she made her way back to her 
dorm room, where she would satisfy both their needs.

When she slowly opened the door and silently stepped inside her 
moonlight lit dorm room, she saw the delicate form of her lover 
lying with her face towards the wall, seemingly asleep. Of course, 
that wasn't the case. Buffy knew it, and the redheaded witch knew 
she knew. It was one of their many games; Buffy would return late 
from a night of patrolling, Willow would pretend to be asleep and 
Buffy would slowly undress, driving both girls mad. Then she'd 
carefully slip under the covers and spoon the witch from behind, 
every time pushing her naked breasts into a pale naked back, trying 
to elicit a gasp, or a moan, or some response declaring her the 
winner. She'd continue with her caresses until she got a response, 
or until her hand met wet, sensitive flesh. Either way, she won. 

Tonight, one slightly-harder-than-normal nipple pinch combined with 
a nibble of an earlobe was enough to make her witch gasp for 
breath. "Goddess" Willow breathed, her back arching, pushing her 
butt harder into Buffy's lap.

"Hey" Buffy whispered as she moved her mouth down to the girl's 
neck, kissing her pulse point lightly as she massaged her breast 
with her hand, the heel of her palm pushing against the hard point. 

"Mmmmmm" Willow moaned in response. 

Buffy brushed a few strands of red hair from the witch's face and 
stopped her ministrations of her breasts and neck. She gave her a 
quick peck on her cheek and smiled as her lover opened her eyes to 
look at her.

"Hi" the redhead said with a grin. "Patrol went good?" she asked on 
routine.

Buffy immediately shifted gears. "Talk later." She growled and 
returned to pinching and pulling on her lover's nipples and 
devouring her neck, sucking hard, much to the redhead's delight. She 
would no doubt have marks in the morning, but that didn't matter at 
the moment.

Buffy ran her tongue down her lover's neck to her jugular, where she 
placed wet kisses and light bites, eliciting delicious groans. She 
kissed her way back up Willow's neck and continued on her jaw line 
until her lips met lips for the first time tonight. As usual, it 
felt as sparks erupted between them as their lips touched. Never the 
less, it always felt better than before. Buffy couldn't help but let 
out a loud moan as the sparks travelled through her body to her wet 
centre.

She nipped at Willow's lower lips a few times before licking it, 
seeking an entrance. When the mouth before her opened, she eagerly 
plunged inside, caressing the redhead's tongue with her own. She put 
her hands on either side of her lover's face and guided her so that 
she was lying on her back, then positioned herself so that she was 
lying on top of her, not once breaking the kiss. Buffy held herself 
up with her right arm while her left trailed down once again to the 
redhead's breasts. She was quickly losing control of her desire.

A bright chirping made her slow down, though. She broke the kiss and 
looked up, her eyes locking on a small bird sitting in the open 
window.

'Open window?' Buffy asked herself through the haze. 'When did-'

Her thoughts were shattered as Willow took both her breasts in her 
hands, cupping them, spreading her fingers, making Buffy throw her 
head back and moan. Willow took this opportunity to lean her head up 
and take one nipple in her mouth, pinching the other softly. Buffy 
cried out, the pleasure overwhelming her. 

Willow looked up at her lover and saw how the pale moonlight 
reflected off her blonde hair, making it seem almost silvery, and 
her skin as white as milk. Her eyes were clenched tightly shut, her 
face a mask of pure bliss. "Goddess, you're beautiful." She 
exclaimed passionately, increasing the pressure on Buffy's breasts. 

The Slayer smiled warmly and opened her eyes, hazel meeting 
green. "So are you, love" she whispered. She leaned down and kissed 
the redhead, once again plunging her tongue inside the other girl, 
who accepted it and sucked on it greedily. 

After a minute or so, the need for oxygen beating her other need, 
Buffy pulled back, taking a deep breath. She placed light kisses on 
Willow's swollen lips and her nose, her forehead, her eyelids, her 
cheeks and her lips once again. Her hands wondered downwards again 
to the redhead's chest and she caressed them softly as she followed 
her hands downwards. She nuzzled Willow's neck and licked her 
jugular, before placing a kiss in between breasts. She traced the 
witch's arms with the back or her hands, stretching them upwards, 
and then entwining their fingers, clenching tightly. 

She licked the valley between her lover's small mounds, circled one 
areola before flicking the nipple with her tongue, then repeating 
the process on the other breast. Willow was writhing and whimpering 
under her ministrations, trying to put her hands around her lover.

Buffy released her, but moved downwards before the redhead could 
embrace her. She licked a wet trail down her firm belly, swirling it 
around in the bellybutton, before moving further down, to her 
ultimate goal. She nuzzled the short red hair with her nose, moaning 
as she inhaled the scent of her lover's arousal. Her moan must've 
sent vibrations through her witch's body, as she gasped and pushed 
her hips towards Buffy's mouth, seeking much needed friction.

The Slayer decided that it was time to get down to business and 
slowly ran her flat tongue against Willow's swollen labia, ending 
the passionate touch by twirling her tongue slowly around her clit, 
putting gentle pressure on it.

She ran a finger through her lover's lips and then moved it upwards, 
letting it take over her tongue's previous task. While her fingers 
worked on Willow's most sensitive spot, Buffy's started lapping up 
the juices that flowed out of the redhead, occasionally plunging it 
as deep as she could inside her entrance. 

It didn't take long until Willow arched off the bed and screamed the 
Slayer's name. As the redhead came down from her high and fell back 
onto the bed, Buffy slowly crawled up her body and lay on top of 
her, waiting for her to "wake up".

When Willow's eyes opened, Buffy kissed her softly on the 
lips. "Love you" she whispered, looking straight into green. Green 
that quickly filled with happy tears.

"Love you too" Willow smiled. She slowly pushed herself up, so that 
she was sitting with Buffy in her lap, straddling her hips. They 
embraced and kissed deeply, hands caressing naked skin and tongues 
caressing tongue.

One of Willow's hands found its way in between their bodies, and as 
her fingers started caressing wet, sensitive flesh, Buffy gasped, 
seeing nothing but bright light and colors, her ears filled with 
high pitched sound. Barely able to form a coherent thought as she 
bucked her hips, riding her lover's fingers, Buffy realized the 
sound was the bird chirping.

For a moment, she thought it sounded like the bird was saying, or 
rather chirping, 'Buffy! Buffy!' She would've thought more about it, 
but as Willow pushed a third finger inside her, pressed her thumb 
down on her clit and bit down on her throat, all at the same time, 
Buffy fell over the edge into oblivion. Her body tensed up and she 
screamed her lover's name.

As she came down, she sat up with a start. The dream fresh in her 
memory, she hoped she hadn't talked - or worse, screamed - in her 
sleep. Willow hadn't heard her, had she? Buffy looked over at her 
room mate's bed, seeing her lying there facing the wall. No, she was 
sleeping. Right? Buffy sighed. The only thing worse than having a 
crush on your straight best friend was her finding out about it and 
rejecting you.

The Slayer lied down on her bed with another sigh. Then, something 
about the dream made her frown. Where the heck did the bird fit in? 
She looked at the window. Closed. The rain poured down in the pitch 
black outside. Had it said her name? Was it Willow who was the bird? 
Oh, god no, please. 

Neither girl got any sleep for the remainder of the night.

- fin - 

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Continued in Part 2 - Astral Romance




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