Re: Fic: Simple Choices...NC-17 Buffy/Willow (21/?)

["bslayedw" <bslayed@xxxxxxx>]

I wounder who's going to interupted the Wiffy lovins. Great update! 
Maybe if they get to finish this'll help with the focuse on beating 
Adam. Or it'll give them more drive to finish Adam so they can 
Finish what they started!


--- In buffywantswillow@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx, "Chris" <elizabethrex1@...> 
wrote:
>
> Disclaimer: All things Buffy belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, 
and 
> lots of people in expensive suits. I'm not making any money here, 
> just trying to create a happier Buffyverse for my favorite 
characters.
> Spoilers: General spoilers for S5, starting with "The I in Team." 
Eh, 
> who am I kidding? This is really AU now.
> A/N: Thanks to Ivy for pre-reading and Zigpal for the beta. There 
> would be no writing without you guys.
> 
> 
> Buffy woke slowly, a definite change to the norm. Keeping her eyes 
> closed, she extended her senses. There wasn't anything threatening 
> nearby, just warmth and a new feeling of contentment. Sighing, she 
> settled in, enjoying the sensations. Buffy enjoyed the non-
thinking, 
> just feeling time. It didn't last long. After only a few minutes 
of 
> peace, flashes of memories and emotions from the last week invaded 
> her mind. She stiffened, trying a meditation technique to push 
them 
> back. She didn't want to have to deal with all of the recent 
events.  
> 
> "I know you're awake, Buffy." Buffy frowned at Willow's forceful 
> statement. 
> 
> "Want more sleep, Will. Go away," she mumbled. Buffy kept her eyes 
> resolutely closed.
> 
> Willow wasn't cooperating. The warmth wrapped around Buffy 
> shifted. "You don't want to sleep, Buffy. You want to hide. It's 
> kinda a habit with you." There was a hint of a snap in the usually 
> chirpy voice.
> 
> "Fine. Be that way." Prying her eyes open, Buffy glanced into 
> Willow's green ones. "I'm not avoiding, not really. I was just?
> waiting for the right moment." She tried a grin, hoping to charm 
> Willow out of her mood. 
> 
> "And precisely when did you think this perfect moment might 
happen?" 
> Willow inquired gently. Buffy didn't trust that gentleness. She 
could 
> feel how tense Willow's muscles were where they pressed against 
> her. "After this morning's Scooby meeting? After Adam?" The smooth 
> voice started to rise. "Wait. I bet I know?when we close the 
> Hellmouth and you retire." Willow's voice was probably audible 
down 
> the block.
> 
> Blushing at the accuracy of the words, Buffy shrugged. "About 
then, 
> yeah." She took a quick breath and rushed on, not wanting Willow 
to 
> get any angrier. "Guess that's not what we agreed to last night, 
huh?"
> 
> "Nope. Last night you were all with the need to share." Willow 
> crossed her arms over Buffy's chest and propped her chin on her 
> forearms. "Why the change? You aren't about to go Super Slayer 
again, 
> are you?"
> 
> A quick internal check made Buffy's "No," sound convincing. "All 
> systems are normal." She cleared her throat, feeling awkward and 
> shy. "I was afraid you might feel differently this morning. Less 
> hyper and in the moment, you know?" Buffy held her breath, praying 
> she had been wrong.
> 
> "Buffy." Willow's tone was so serious, Buffy had to look up. Tears 
> misted her eyes, and she braced for the worst. "Buffy, I didn't 
> change my mind in the middle of the night. I thought we'd cleared 
> things up when we came to bed." 
> 
> "I?I thought so, too, just, this morning?" Buffy bit back a sob of 
> relief, and felt the Slayer growl in disgust at her weakness. 
> 
> Willow moved again. This time, she flopped onto the bed and pulled 
> Buffy close. "Wow. I thought I had confidence issues." Buffy's 
eyes 
> widened. "Yeah, I recognize the problem. Remember me? Vowel-sound 
> Willow? The girl who crushed on Xander `cause he was the only guy 
who 
> would talk to her?"
> 
> "I liked that girl," Buffy protested, snuggling into Willow and 
> hiding her face in the redhead's shoulder. She struggled with the 
> knowledge that Willow understood her fears. She was the Slayer. 
Buffy 
> believed, deep inside, she wasn't supposed to be afraid. 
> 
> "Thanks. I'm glad," Willow said dryly. "That wasn't my point." She 
> stroked her fingers through Buffy's hair, and Buffy's eyes drifted 
> closed. Damn, that felt unbelievably good. Willow continued, "My 
> point was ? I understand being afraid of relationships, Buffy. I'm 
> not exactly as suave as I might look."
> 
> Buffy couldn't resist checking that out. She moved her head back 
> slightly, peering up with one eye. "Wow. Suave Willow. I really 
like 
> her." She expected laughter or a joke. Willow glared 
instead. "Oops. 
> Let me guess. That wasn't the point, either."
> 
> "Goddess, Buffy, are you still on drugs?" Willow was clearly 
> frustrated. Buffy watched her freckles stand out against a dark 
> blush. "It's like you're three completely different people lately. 
> Normal, `I've known her for years' Buffy, Psycho Slayer's Twin 
Sister 
> Buffy, and Avoidance Buffy."
> 
> Buffy hid her face again, the words echoing through her 
mind. "You're 
> right," she replied softly. "I have been different lately." She 
> swallowed past the lump in her throat. Her thoughts zoomed in all 
> directions. It was so hard to focus. "I don't think it's the drugs 
> anymore, though, Will. I can't feel anything like the anger. Now 
that 
> I'm back to normal, I can probably tell you when they started 
feeding 
> them to me." 
> 
> Needing more physical contact, she laid her right arm across 
Willow's 
> waist. "All these different Buffys, though, they've always been 
> there. I've just been hiding them. Maybe the drug did something 
more 
> than make me mad."
> 
> Willow's hand drifted over Buffy's neck and shoulder. Fighting a 
> shudder, Buffy felt her heart rate speed up. "It's possible," 
Willow 
> said. The words were barely audible over the pounding in her 
> chest.  "We'd have to do some more research, though. It could be 
how 
> Adam's planning on separating the Slayer from the human." A 
slender 
> finger brushed over Buffy's ear.
> 
> "Will!" Buffy gasped. "Stop. You gotta stop." The Slayer was 
roaring, 
> and Buffy felt her control slipping. Fear sent additional 
adrenaline 
> surging through her. No way was the Slayer getting its hands on 
> Willow. Buffy roared back, pushing the primal need away.
> 
> Willow had frozen at the breathless command, hand still cupping 
> Buffy's neck. "Is something wrong?" 
> 
> If she'd had the ability, Buffy would have laughed. "Wrong? Oh, 
no, 
> not unless you consider the fact that I'm about to burst into 
flames 
> from just your touch and the Slayer is going crazy trying to get 
out 
> and do unspeakable things to your body." It came out a little 
harsher 
> than she'd intended, and Buffy hung her head. She couldn't seem to 
> find a happy medium for her emotions. 
> 
> ***
> 
> Willow blinked at Buffy's tirade. "You?the Slayer?Oh, Goddess." 
She 
> actually felt herself turn red. "Wow." A grin broke out. "Really?" 
> The Slayer wanted her that much?
> 
> "You're supposed to scream and run for the door." Buffy sounded a 
> little upset that she wasn't.
> 
> "Oh, sorry." Except, she wasn't at all sorry. The giddiness 
bubbled 
> over. Willow threw her arms around Buffy and squeezed. 
> 
> Buffy grunted slightly. "You're still not running."
> 
> "I'm not going to. Duh!" Willow glared at Buffy ? or tried. The 
grin 
> wouldn't go away. "Face it, Buffy, you're the one who's scared, 
not 
> me. If we're planning on doing the girlfriend thing, you're 
supposed 
> to get all?um, hot when I touch you. If you didn't, then I'd 
worry."
> 
> "And the Slayer?" Buffy pushed.
> 
> Willow hesitated. She remembered the wild, almost animalistic look 
in 
> Buffy's eyes at Willie's. Then she looked into Buffy's eyes, here, 
in 
> the bedroom of the safe house, and saw only love and fear. Pushing 
> her own mixed thoughts on the Slayer out of the way, she nodded 
> resolutely. "The Slayer is part of you, Buffy. I can't have one 
> without the other, unless Adam wins. I'd say that's a bad option 
all 
> the way around."
> 
> She felt Buffy relax slightly. Rubbing her hands over Buffy's 
> shoulders, Willow waited. Buffy had to work things out in her own 
> head before they could move on. "I don't ever want to hurt you, 
Will."
> 
> Blinking against tears, Willow realized Buffy was terrified of her 
> own Calling. "Wanting something doesn't always make it happen, 
Buffy. 
> No matter what, I know you won't willingly hurt me. It might 
happen, 
> though."
> 
> "No! I won't let it." Buffy pulled away, rolling off the bed.
> 
> "How?" Willow asked, voice rising. She had to win this argument. 
> Losing meant losing Buffy. Hands clenched in the sheets, Willow 
> ignored the sick feeling roiling in her stomach. "Do you want me 
to 
> shackle you in Oz's old chains when we make love? Or are you 
saying 
> we won't ever get that far? I'm not letting you run, Buffy. Not 
now. 
> I may not be a great witch, but I have enough power to keep you in 
> this room, Slayer or not." 
> 
> Throwing the covers off, Willow slipped out of bed and stalked 
toward 
> Buffy. The Slayer actually flinched back a step.  "Will, let's 
think 
> about this," Buffy pleaded.
> 
> "Nope. I'm all done thinking." Willow stopped well inside Buffy's 
> personal space. "This is it, Buffy. No more talking, or thinking, 
or 
> analyzing. It's time to feel and be." From somewhere deep inside, 
> confidence blossomed. Willow gripped Buffy's waist, pulling the 
> blonde against her. "I love you, Buffy." 
> 
> Willow knew she would never forget the brilliant smile she got in 
> response to her declaration . "I love you, too, Will."
> 
> Her own smile brightened before transforming into a smirk. "Then 
what 
> are we doing out of bed, huh?" Bending her head, Willow brushed 
her 
> lips over Buffy's. "If we wait too long, you know someone's 
knocking 
> on that door."
> 
> "That would be?" Buffy kissed her back, "terrible."
> 
> "Yeah." Stepping away, Willow walked backward until her knees 
bumped 
> the mattress. "I think we need to make sure terrible never 
happens." 
> Hands shaking slightly, Willow unbuttoned her blouse. "Wanna give 
me 
> a hand?" she asked in a hoarse voice.
> 
> Buffy didn't seem all that capable of helping. Her wide hazel eyes 
> locked onto the pale skin Willow had just revealed before 
skittering 
> away.
> 
> Willow removed the shirt entirely. "Buffy?" She bit back a grin 
when 
> Buffy jerked and snapped her head around.
> 
> "Yeah, Will?" Buffy's voice sounded far higher than normal.
> 
> "You aren't helping." Willow waved her blouse. "I'm having to do 
all 
> the work myself." She hoped her teasing sounded less cheesy to 
Buffy 
> than it did in her head. 
> 
> It must have because Buffy suddenly surged forward. "We can't have 
> that. You should just lie back and let me take care of the rest." 
> 
> Goosebumps erupted all over her body. Willow sucked in several 
fast, 
> shallow breaths, suddenly dizzy and hot. She dropped onto the 
bed. "I 
> want to play, too, Buffy. You don't get to have all the fun." 
Willow 
> had no intention of letting Buffy control things. 
> 
> Buffy grinned. "OK. I can go with that plan. First though ?" She 
> undid Willow's jeans, yanking them off when Willow lifted her 
hips. 
> 
> "Hmmm, that does make things easier." Arching an eyebrow, Willow 
> shivered. Buffy raked her body with eyes darkened almost to 
copper, 
> and their touch was nearly physical. "I'm a little confused, 
though." 
> Sliding back on the bed, Willow got comfortable amidst the 
> pillows. "I'm nearly naked. Good for you. You are fully dressed. 
Not 
> at all good for me."
> 
> She gasped when Buffy ripped off her own shirt and tossed it to 
the 
> floor. "You seemed to be in charge, Will. I was just waiting for 
you 
> to tell me what you wanted."
> 
> "Oh." Willow coughed. Her voice was lodged somewhere deep in her 
> throat. "Wish I'd known that earlier. I could have been watching 
my 
> own private strip show a lot earlier."
> 
> If she'd hoped to shock Buffy, she miscalculated badly. "Gee, 
Will, I 
> didn't know you had so much kink in you." Clad in bra and 
camouflage 
> pants, Buffy straightened to her full height and faced the bed, 
hands 
> on hips. "This would go better with music." Callused hands ghosted 
> over her own skin, teasing at the waistband of her pants. 
> 
> Eyes wide, Willow expected to hyperventilate soon. She couldn't 
seem 
> to get enough oxygen. Buffy was plain evil. Well, sexy, too. Evil 
and 
> sexy. "Next time, we can have music," she said faintly.
> 
> "You alright, Will? You sound a little funny." Willow narrowed her 
> eyes at Buffy's smirk. Narrowed became heavy lidded when Buffy 
> finally unfastened her BDUs and ever so slowly pushed them over 
her 
> hips and down her legs.
> 
> "Goddess, if you think I sound funny," Willow mumbled, "you'd 
> completely wig over what I'm feeling." Buffy in lingerie. Willow's 
> dazed mind couldn't get past the image of lace and tanned skin.
> 
> Buffy wasn't done tormenting, though. "So, you aren't feeling OK?" 
> She reached behind her, breasts jutting forward. "I should stop 
> undressing then. I'll just put everything back on and go get 
Giles. 
> I'm sure he'll know what to do."
> 
> "Buffy!" It was a growl. Willow didn't even bother to figure out 
> exactly how she'd made that noise. "Don't you dare stop now." She 
> could feel her muscles tensing. The cotton of her underwear clung 
to 
> her damp sex. "Finish it."
> 
> "What did they say in that movie you made me and Xan watch?" Buffy 
> reached back again, and her bra sagged forward. Willow breathed in 
> shallow pants, eyes dilated. "As you wish?" Her arms dropped, the 
> skimpy bra slipping down and off. "You ready for the final 
unveiling?"
> 
> No longer trusting her voice, Willow nodded frantically. She'd 
passed 
> ready a long time ago.
>




Willow: "It's a good fight, Buffy, and I want in."
Buffy:  "I kinda love you."
                      --'Choices'

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