"Willow?" Angel asked, smiling slightly, his eyes running over her form as she stopped dancing around the room.
"Angel!" she squealed not trying to cover up, instead running over to the vampire and leaping into his arms. He was caught off guard but managed to catch the redhead; his surprised was deepened as she pulled Angel's head down. Her lips met his in a searing kiss, her tongue lightly dancing across his lips before she pulled away. She jumped out of his arms and scurried across the threshold into her room. Angel snarled at her and headed for her. At least, he tried to. He was forced back from the doorway harshly by an invisible barrier.
"Sorry, Angel," she grinned over her shoulder as a look of purely sadistic pleasure crossed her face. "You're not invited."
"Willow, let me in," he demanded.
"Nope," she smirked, walking over to her bed and picking up her folded sweater. "It's my turn now," she laughed as Angel once again tried to force the invisible barrier away. "And besides a big strapping vampire like you could get in here and hurt poor, little me," she pouted, her eyes shining.
"Hurt is not what I have in mind," he hissed, watching the muscles in her back as she slowly pulled the sweater over her head.
"Oh, I know what you have in mind," she whispered, turning to face him and walking over to him, careful to stop just out of arm's reach. She stretched lazily, raising her arms over her head, causing the sweater to ride up slightly.
"Tease," Angel growled softly.
"Oh, yeah," she smirked.
"Willow?" Buffy's voice called out from the hallway. The redhead shot the vampire a grin before walking over and pushing the doors closed. She then resumed her spinning dance around the room.
"Hey, Buff," Willow greeted as Buffy entered the room.
"Willow?" Buffy questioned, arching an eyebrow at the redhead's dancing. "I knew I shouldn't have taken you for mochas this afternoon."
"We Bronzing?" Willow asked, ignoring her friend and collapsing onto the bed.
"Yep," Buffy replied, pulling Willow to her feet. "Maybe Angel will be there."
"Hopefully," Willow replied.
"'Hopefully?'" Buffy asked, looking at the redhead strangely. "You've been avoiding Angel as much as possible lately. Why the change of heart?"
"I'm gonna give him what he deserves," Willow grinned, before bouncing out the door. Buffy blinked at her friends retreating back.
"She's a very strange girl," she muttered, shaking her head.
Angel balanced on the railing of the balcony, watching as Willow then Buffy left the room.
"Definitely time to step up the game," he smirked.
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