Summary: Willow has taken under a spell. Now she only wants one thing.
Rating: R
Type: Dark Romance
Pairing: W/A and W/Aus
Spoilers: Probably some of season two and up to "Helpless" in the third.
Disclaimer: I don't own any BtVS characters or the songs South Side, Underneath Your Clothes.
Authors Note: All this is Willow's POV, and I know Shakira's song is from 2001, but just wing it for me?
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~Prologue~
The punches being thrown, the cracking of bones. This was not going to end smoothly. I ran to Buffy to hand her a knife but that didn't work; I was flung to a near by tree. Ooh, my head, I had also cut my hand open with the dagger. The demon must have been attracted to blood, because it came after me! Next to the swing set I grabbed a swing and flung it at the blackish-blue monster. Buffy and Xander followed as I ran. The creature caught up with me and tried to give me this big "hug". That was when I plunged the knife into the solar plexus of the demon and it began to bleed freely. It let me go then ran off like the most scared puppy in the universe.
I looked at the blood on my hand, then into Angel's eyes.
"Aahh! Don't do that!" I screamed.
"Sorry," he said. Just then the real Slayer and Xander came to my side as well.
"Great time to show up." Xander said bitterly towards the friendly vampire.
"Sorry," he said again. "I had my own demon to fight, the same kind to."
Buffy touched the wound on his cheek. "You okay?"
"Yeah," Angel responded giving Buffy a small kiss. I smiled at the couple. Always managing to find time for affection.
The full moon was exquisitely bright this evening. Then I looked at the wound on my hand. It was gone! Along with the yellow blood of the demon. When I realized this, my head began to spin. I heard Xander ask me if I was all right. I said yes of course, not wishing to frighten him more. I guess me chasing after a demon (or rather, the demon chasing me) scared him, because he might have lost me. Another day on the Hellmouth; just this time I dreamt not of Oz, still howling in his cage as Giles kept guard. But of Angel; no Angelus.
~Part: One~
I awoke to the morning with warmth from head to toe. Mmm, Angel. My Angel, my Angelus. He had been so sexy. Leather fit around his ass like a glove. His silk shirt had been slightly open revealing the hard muscle of his chest. We had both stripped and fell a sleep in each other's arms. Then later in the night (or day) we had… the thought made my cheeks go hot. Then we did it in the shower. I giggled into my pillow. I opened my eyes to my room. The January sun peaked through the window and curtains. The radio music started a few good ones then the announcer.
"Okay for you people out there in Sunnydale it's gonna be low 60's. At least it got cold after Christmas. That same cold front hasn't left us, and won't be leaving us till later this week."
I stood up and pulled a small blanket around me. All these stupid clothes: Fuzzy, pink, purple, blue, and what the hell *was* I thinking when I bought that! Alright a red tank top, must be one of Buffy's. I found a pair of my tightest jeans, and a pair of boots that still had the tag on them. After looking in the mirror I had an idea. I added a long black scarf, which I wrapped around my neck as if I was hiding any of my Angel's bite marks, or little hickeys.
~ Don't get me wrong
This might sound
To you a bit odd
But you're the place
Where all my thoughtsGo hiding
Right under your clothes
Is where I'll find them~ Underneath Your clothes
I kinda hopped to school, I felt light. I wanted to take a turn and surprise Angel with a visit and maybe a bottle of champagne-spiked-blood. The thought actually made my mouth water, maybe Willie the Snitch could get me something like that.
Oz was there at the library when I got to school. His eyes went wide as he saw me actually showing what I had, a damn good body that's for sure.
"Willow I…I… wow!" he just gawked at me, and when Giles walked in he did the same. I better do this more often!
Buffy came in next; "Wow, Wills you gettin' guts now? Hey, is that my shirt?!"
I tried to go back to "Weeping Willow" mode "I'm sorry, but I wanted to try it and see the results." And I like the results.
"So was it scarin' the demon off that helped?"
I tried to hide my smile, "Something like that."
The weirdest thing that happened that day is I actually made Snyder turn his head, and he didn't say anything! At home I didn't want to do my homework, I didn't want to hack on the computer, I wanted more stuff like this. My mother's purse lay open on the white counter. I found the wallet and I found about 100 dollars in there, along with a cha-ching credit card.
"Mom! I'm going out!"
Then my mother's voice came from her office in the basement: "Be back by eight!"
~Part: Two~
I felt his arms, his body, Angel. We danced all night, like a pair of strippers. I turned him on, I wore only a thong and corset. He was in his leather pants. It felt sooo wonderful. The way Angel moved, he was so beautiful. I never felt so alive. I dressed into my new little skirt, and a corset-like top with teeny straps. My suede boots came to my knees. Even Cordy seemed to be jealous when the basketball team captain asked if I was busy Saturday. He was to wet behind the ears for my taste. I loved this feeling, the attention I was getting. I liked it. It was as if the Willow Rosenberg they knew had gone on vacation. They didn't know she would be gone forever. Night never seemed so far away. I longed for the one I love.
See myself in the pouring home
See the light come over now
See myself in the pouring rain
I watch hope come over me- South Side
Willy the Snitch seemed willing to mix up a bottle of O-pos and champagne. The demons watched me as I waited. Maybe my new aura was intimidating also.
When I returned home Ira and Sheila had left for their trip to Israel. Damn Jewish parents. Angel wasn't at his mansion when I arrived there, perfect for setting up a passionate state of mind. It had been two days since I've seen him, don't want to spoil the moment. I found them…together in the cemetery. The bitchy slayer can't do anything alone can she? His coat sort of seemed to help him fly. Like an angel of evil. Buffy said her words of good bye and turned to leave in one direction myAngel in the other. Angel turned, he knew I was here, in the bushes. And I jumped out a greeted hi with a "BOO!"
"Hello, Willow you…I… What are you doing here?"
"Looking for you," I said sweetly and "innocently".
"Why?" He seemed nervous. He gave me a look up and down. No doubt surprised by my daring to be out at night…alone. I walked up to him he seemed really confused on how and why I moved the way I did. I tried to reach out, to touch him. I placed my arm around his neck and pulled Angel's ear close to my lips.
"I have something to show you,"
"What?" he put forth the effort to get away from me, but he appeared to want to stay where he was.
"Something. Something you want, something I want and need." I felt his smile. Angel knew, and before I knew it he captured me in the kiss I've wanted for two nights now. His tongue was smooth against mine. His arms felt strong around my waist. His kisses made their way down my face and to my neck.
"Where do you want to go?" he hissed
"Your place. I want to see the rest of you,"
~Part: Three~
We made to short way to the mansion. We stopped at the fountain in the garden, where he picked a long and particularly beautiful white rose. No more pauses to our destination.
I had placed candles all over the room.
"Light," I demanded and all lit with a soft flame.
Angel placed me on the bed he removed his coat and covered my body with his own. My clothes were easy to remove. Wanting my body he tore of the G-string I wore discarding it in the direction of my skirt and top.
His mouth moved to my inner thigh. He began kissing and licking my core, a blaze burned where my sense should have been. Oh, the ecstasy of the moment. I couldn't wait I wouldn't wait.
I began to tear and pull at the buttons of his shirt. His tank top that lay beneath his shirt, I pulled it off his body. I was rewarded with another dozen kisses. His chest was not the only part of his body I needed to see. The erection in his pants seemed to scream at me, to let it free, to be in me. I pulled down the zipper and unbuttoned his pants. Angel removed the rest of his pants and his boxers. I never thought I'd really have him here and now. I guided him to me. The rhythm we used was exhausting after each burst of pleasure. After at least five times he started to leave me, but I ended the intent by putting my legs around him. I was so tired, so raw, oh…I moaned. Angel kissed me again. I turned to my side and wrapping his arms around me we fell into slumber. His arms around me; dreaming in the sweet aura of true bliss.
The End