DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters in this story. There just being borrowed to create this short story.

It was late, the clock on the dresser struck midnight when Buffy entered her and Willows dorm room. Buffy threw her jacket on the stool near the door so exhausted from hours of slaying.

As the blonde slayer approached her bed, she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. Before she could get to the last button, a small sound emanated from behind the slayer. As Buffy turned her body towards the sound, she noticed Willow tossing in the bed.

"Oh it's only you." Buffy whispered to herself.

As the slayer turned her back to Willow and removed her blouse, the redhead spoke softly. "Mmmmmmmm..."

"I wonder what Willow is dreaming about" she thought to herself.

"Ooohhh yeah....you feel....so good." Willow began to rub the side of her bed.

A grin slowly crept it's way upon Buffy's face. She spoke quietly.

"Oh it's that kind of dream. Let's see only one name can come to mind, Oz."

"Ooohhh B-Buffy!"

At that instant Buffy's eyes shot straight open, not even blinking as she turned to look at her friend.

"Huh?"

The End