Author: Katie
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. These characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy et al.
Rating: 15 - British System.
Distribution: If you want it, just let me know (don't know why you would though).
Feedback: If you want me to continue, you'll have to let me know. Is anyone actually reading this?
Dedicated: To Nicole for posting the challenge. It just made me type!
Notes: Answer to Nicole's challenge on the WillowandPartner list.
Had to include Count Dracula, someone getting high, and five from
a list.
Not saying which five - it might give away the story, if there was
actually a plot!
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Inside the small office, Willow had pressed herself into a corner in
an attempt to put more space between herself and Angelus. He made
no
move to follow her, instead watching her with amused eyes.
"Willow, Willow, Willow." He singsonged. "You're just wasting energy. You're mine."
"I don't belong to anyone." Willow sounded more defiant than she felt.
"Such spirit! You'll be a worthy consort." Angelus moved over to her and took her hand.
"How did you...you know...lose your soul?" Willow had to know.
"That's an interesting question, isn't it Willow?" Angelus smirked at her. "It was the Slayer."
"Buffy." Willow's face blanched.
"Don't worry, your precious Angel wasn't screwing with the Slayer.
She said she was over him, and that made him ecstatic, soul and all.
Her new boytoy wearing a dress - well that was just the icing on the
cake." Angelus pressed Willow into the corner, his arms resting on
the
wall at either side of her.
"Oh." Willow sounded relieved, then realised that that wasn't the emotion she should be feeling.
"You wanted him, didn't you Willow? Do you want me?" His
lips descended and planted a kiss on hers. It was so gentle that
it took Willow
a moment to realise what had happened.
"No!" With a strength that neither of them knew she possessed,
Willow pushed Angelus away and ran to the door. In the time it took
Angelus to realise what she was doing, she had muttered the words for
the spell, and the door knob turned under her hand. With a cry of
relief she banged the door shut behind her and locked it with her magick.
"Hi guys." Willow managed to choke out the words. "I've
contained the situation." Wiith those four words Willow fainted,
dropping to the
floor in one fluid movement.