Parts: 11 - 18 (end)
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~Part: 11~
Willow POV
Buffy told me that Angel was leaving Sunnydale and her. This makes me sad. Sometimes I wonder if it would be easier with him being far away. Still we are connected and I know I can find him anywhere. I know I should test him like I do. But it hurts, him being so close and yet miles away. Tormenting him helps me deal. Plus, I think my lover just a little closer to the surface. Things are interesting. Faith is a naughty girl. Finding where the mayor holed her up was easy. I knew going to her is a huge risk. I have to try. I went to get the special box from my closet. I went out and bought the exact outfit vampire- me wore while she was here. Plus, I got off on how flustered both Angel and Giles were. The leather is a comforting smell to me. I love the outfit, remembering the way Angel looked at me, especially with a game face. It was intense. I got dressed and quickly left. I did a quick sweep, taking out two vamps. I found Faith's new home quickly. I knocked, since kicking the door down would be rude.
"You aren't the pizza delivery guy." Faith said.
"No, I don't think so." I said with a smile and leaned on the doorframe.
"So, what brings little red riding hood to my door?" Faith asked, drinking in the sight of very leather clad me.
"I was in the neighborhood, thought I would stop by." I tried the innocent act, knowing full well she wasn't buying into it.
"So, Red, why are you here?"
"I want to play."
"You are some piece of work, Red." Faith said laughing out loud. Before I even saw anything, Faith pressed up against a wall and a shiny knife near my throat. Faith then got into my face. "What are you here for?"
"I told you, I want to play." I put my hands around Faith's waist.
"Play? Scrabble ain't my game Red." "Me neither. We could work together. I could keep the gang from finding out about this place. You could help me out." Faith started laughing. "Why should I believe you?" Faith then released the knife, but kept Willow in place.
"Well, if this was going to be a trap, why would they send me? Buffy would insist on going, you know equal power match-up." Faith was following perfectly. Faith smiled and held the door open, encouraging me to enter. I smiled and walked right in. I looked around at the apartment. "Nice place. Good to see where my tax dollars are going."
"What do you want to play Red?" Faith asked while walking over to the kitchen and getting herself a beer.
"Things will change in this town, very soon. I want to know where your loyalties stand. " I told her.
"Yeah, the boss will get his ascension."
"Faith, I am bringing back an old friend, then we will party. The ascension may or may not happen. In the meantime, I thought we could be very good friends." I asked her, while licking my lips.
"Red, are you serious?" Faith asked. She cautiously eyed me.
"Very."
"What about wolfie?" Faith asked.
"Really, we are just friends. I don't like him at all really. It just pisses Angel off, so I keep him around." I said grinning evilly.
"Why Angel? He worships the ground the almighty Buffy walks on." Faith said.
"Not really. I want you to feel something." I told her. I then took Faith's hand and placed it over the scar on my neck.
"You've been bitten?" Faith said curiously.
"Many times. That is the deepest bite. It is my Master's mark." I told her.
"Who?"
"Angelus, my dark knight." I whispered.
"I never figured."
"No one else did. I am going to brink him back. I am wondering where you stand."
"My side."
"Well, lets make a deal. I won't tell the gang about your little love shack up here and we won't tell the others about Angelus."
"You are serious."
"Like cancer."
"I can do that. Is that all you came here for?"
"Not really."
"Anything else then?"
"I wouldn't mind you." I said and kissed her hard. Faith groaned as I teased her. I felt her slam me into the wall and grind herself against me. It was wonderful. I enjoyed playing with Faith. I was hoping to use her to find out a little more about the ascension. Things could get interesting. Once Faith calmed her self down, then Faith and I sparred. It felt good. I remembered sparring with Angelus. It led to wonderful passions. Faith would be a good addition.
~Part: 12~
Willow's Point Of View
It had been just two weeks since I began "training" with Faith. We even gave Owen a night he will never forget. We had just had a round of amazingly good sex, when there was a knock at the door. I quietly got dressed as I heard the mayor walk into the apartment. I licked my lips and walked into the living room. I could tell he had not been expecting to see me. "Miss Rosenberg, what a surprise to see you here." He said.
"I just wondered how Faith was doing, so I figured I would stop by. I haven't gotten her in any trouble have I?" I played the innocent Willow Rosenberg to perfection. I am soo good.
"It's good she has friends like you, very smart. But given your association with the slayer..." He left off.
"We all have our secrets, Mr. Mayor. I am sure the other slayer would be less than pleased with my association with Faith. But that is her problem, not mine." I stated. I saw him looking at my neck, in particular the scar that marked me. "How is school going anyway? I have been thinking of having Faith get her GED, so she makes a good living for herself. She is very smart."
"I have been doing a little tutoring, and yes Faith is a fast learner." I told him.
"So really Willow, why are you here? I know the slayer is aware of my plans for ascension." The mayor asked.
"Because I happen to enjoy sparring, and I can't really do that as meek little Willow Rosenberg now can I? Yes, we know you want to attempt ascension."
"Not attempt, succeed." Wilkins corrected me.
"That could happen as well. The future is not cast in stone." I said getting a little annoyed.
" Well, I could use an intern in the office. Good help is very hard to find."
"Given the high mortality rate of this town, it's no surprise, and god knows, it doesn't attract the most intelligent vampires either."
"Call me Miss Rosenberg." He said, handing me his card. I smiled sweetly, thanked him and then kissed Faith in front of him. Faith moaned so nice. I hoped he got the feeling I could be a very useful ally.
"I can't believe he just showed up like that, usually he calls." Faith said.
"Doesn't matter to me." I said.
"We could work together, Willow." Faith said, giving me a very sinful grin. "We already play together. Besides, its Angelus I want. The mayor means little to my plan." I said.
"What's the plan Red?" Faith asks, drawing in a ragged breath.
"I am not sure. I want my Angelus back, but it might kill me. So I am still not quite sure yet. " I told her.
"We tried, couldn't break the curse." Faith said bitterly.
"You didn't have the right key," I said. Faith looks confused. "I am bonded to Angelus. I can feel him, I will bring him out." I told her. "You want to play? It could get fun."
"Why do you need me?" Faith wondered.
"Technically, I don't. You are not like the others, they wouldn't understand. I need you to train me. Plus we do get along oh so nicely." I said.
"Red, you are a piece of work."
"Are you interested?" I asked, licking my lips.
"Yeah, on one condition, you are mine. You obey me. " Faith said.
"I can handle that. What is the plan?" I asked.
"We patrol."
"Faith, about patrols. I have a friend who just happens to be a vamp. Can we not stake him? I like to keep him around because he and Angel have issues with each other. It keeps things more interesting."
"As long as he doesn't bite me, that's cool."
"No one ever fed from you?" I asked.
" Nope, I work with them, I don't date them."
"They can be fun. I should take you to a suck house sometime. House rules are as follows, you don't stake them, they feed off you, you have a very intense orgasm then you go home happy."
The patrol had begun we took out some vampires that weren't too keen on the local politics. Spike ended up joining the fight. I introduced them. After the fight, they started talking and ignored me. I was glad. I could pick up on the sparkage between them. I had told them not to kill each other. They agreed. I headed home since I was tired. I knew Angel would be there, he always was. I saw the scroll he left for me. I opened it up to find a picture of me sleeping, on the back it was written, sweetest dreams since it only then I can hold you. I held the scroll for a minute. I wished Angel wasn't affecting me so. Then I smiled. I kissed the scroll and whispered soon.
~Part: 13~
Angel POV
She is going to be, no I take that back, she is my damnation. Perhaps this place is worse than the hell I came out of. I care about Buffy and I always will. I don't love her though. Not after feeling the love Willow had, and still has I hope. My connection to her is only getting stronger. I can't be around her too long. I know she is struggling with it. The way she is dealing with it is killing me though. This bond has become a double-edged sword cutting us ways. Part of my routine is to watch over her. The way she patrols really blows my mind. She takes some risks, but nothing to crazy. Plus she belittles them just before her weapon hits the mark. She remembers her lessons. I smile, knowing I have trained her well. Even now, she stiffens up; she can feel me as I feel her.
"You do know about stalking laws, don't you?" She says, turning to face me with a big smile. I knew she always loved being the center of my attention.
"Habit, someone has to watch your back." I say, trying to look innocent.
"Is it my back or my ass you were watching?" She says grinning.
I shrug my shoulders. "Both. I tend to keep tabs on my obsessions."
"I can't be around you." The words hit me like a ton of bricks. If I needed to breath the air would come out of my lungs. I understand where she is coming from. I can see her eyes looking at my neck, just as the little vein on her neck calls out to me to taste her intoxicating blood. "I know."
"So what happens now?" She asks me with wide eyes.
"I wish I knew." I tell her. I step closer to her. She mirrors my movement. My hand touches the side of her face. Her lips are so close to mine. My hands find themselves toughing the leather pants she is wearing. We hold eye contact for what seemed like an eternity. I kissed her deeply. She pushed her body against me and we fall on the ground. I roll us over so I am on top of her. I kiss her and force air into her lungs, prolonging the sweet heaven I am in. Her legs wrap themselves around me. Soon she is rubbing herself against me. My hand snakes down between us. I bring her closer to that sweet edge. She then flips us, so she is on top of me. I arch up, pressing myself against her. I feel her hand reaching into her boot. The knife is in her hands and she looks so good.
"Just a taste?" She asks. I nod. I watch as my shirt is ripped open and I feel the point of the knife cutting into my skin. Her warm lips make me shudder, as she tastes me. I feel the blood begin to work its magic. She tilts her neck towards me. I lose my control and bite her. She moans as the fever engulfs us both. We both break the connection and I lap the slow trickle that seeps from her neck, not allowing one drop of that precious nectar to be wasted. Time passes and we both realize that we need to get up. I helped her up. She looked nervous, but happy.
"I think we have company." She says licking her lips. Sure enough seven vamps tried to jump us. We fight as one fluid graceful effective. This is the sweetest torture of all. Our sparring had led to the most intense passions. We look around at the scattered piles of dust. Our eyes meet and then hers travel to my shoulder. I realize I got cut. Her lips are on my wound and the fever begins again. She looks up at me, her glowing as my blood works its magic in her. "So good, Angelus."
"I know." I huskily whisper to her, stroking the scar that I had given her months ago.
"I have to go now." She says and walks away from me just like that. I know my vampire face comes out. I stayed still, afraid that if I moved my legs, it would be to chase her down. I wait until I can't feel her. Then I move in the opposite direction. That was when my trouble began. Buffy was on a patrol and we talked about nothing. I blamed myself for not really having anything to say to her. My head still felt clouded from Willow's blood. I walked Buffy home, like I usually do. Of course I make a run through Willow's house.
Anger is the first thing I feel. I see her naked with the boy who nearly raped her. She is on her knees and he is taking her. The passion coming off her is affecting me like never before. Part of me wants to kill the boy. I try to calm myself down, but I need her in ways I can't even fathom. I also know that if I surrendered to the passion between us my soul would disappear. I would make her mine forever. Bring her into the dark place that has become my world. This is killing me. I already feel guilty about what I have done, but this balancing act is killing me. She is killing me. I know just how easy it would be to lose myself buried deep in her, feeling her powerful blood bringing its own sweet fever. It would be so wrong, but so right.
The idea of simply kidnapping her is the one I am entertaining. Giles keeps the tranquilizer gun in the library. She wouldn't expect me to shoot her with of a sedative. Just to feel her fall limp in my arms. I would take her someplace away from here. Tie to her to a big bed. I would hang the stone above the bed, the one that repels magics. I would slowly remove all her clothing, taking my sweet time. Just to hear that urgency in her heartbeat as I tease her like she has never been teased before. Making her whimper and moan, begging me to let her come, just because I can. This curse will either kill me or cure me. It could also be her undoing.
It puzzles me why I am not still in that hellish dimension, suffering. My recent encounter with the First has done little to make things easier or clearer. It shook me up; it took all my strength not to feed on Buffy. Willow gets off on it but Buffy doesn't. I though of running to Willow but I admit to being afraid. I was afraid I would not be able to resist her. I find myself already missing the taste of her blood that fever as we call it. It was at that moment sunrise sounded pure, cleansing. If Buffy hadn't been there, I would have burst into ash. What would that loss do Willow?
We have a group session at the library. Willow looks so good in the leather pants that she wears often. These are just a little tighter, showing off her sweet assets. She walks by me and I smell it. Faith. I get instantly hard at the image of Willow and Faith in a passionate embrace. It makes me wonder what kind of game is she playing now. My eyes scan the room, looking for any sign of the tranquilizer gun. I do notice the way she is looking at Giles, doing sinful things with that lollipop. I know just how sweet that mouth is and I fight to keep my control. Then Buffy says something. I just say I was thinking about a plan, but it would be too risky. With the mayor attempting ascension and Faith being a rogue slayer. This is the next in probably a long line of bad situations.
~Part: 14~
Willow's Point Of View
I wonder how Buffy does the whole secret life thing. The pressure is getting to me. I tasted the fever only one week ago and I need it now. I thought I could control it, at least make it not so strong. I though maybe Owen or even Faith could help. I thought so much and nothing helps. It does, but the emptiness comes back and gets stronger each time. I know it hurts him too. I know I can bring him out, or at least try. But if I do, then what happens. He will kill me, or even worse make me watch when he hunts. I can almost see him, telling to pick who he feeds from, making me see the fear in their eyes as he takes their life. I wish I knew what to do. I simply can't take much more of this. I need him so bad, I hurt. Just being around him, my knees feel just a little weak. Its like my heart rate goes faster, pounding in my head drowning out all other sounds, just my pulse and the need. I wonder if this keeps up will I end up like Dru, talking to stuffed animals or dolls or whatever my madness conjures up.
God, I want him. I know he is so close; sometimes I close myself in his eyes. I see my dark lover looking back at me. I knew once I did this, there would be no turning back. I hated the emptiness I was feeling. He would make it all better and possibly all go away. I dressed in a short green silk dress. I knew he liked green on me. I looked in the mirror and realized how lost I was. The only question I had was "Was I ready to die?" I was not ready to die yet, but I couldn't trust him not turning me. I wanted them all to be dead when he did, but then again he might just arrange that as well. I can't, I can't have their blood on my head or my hands.
Once I stopped crying, I took a deep breath. It had to end. I was tired of the lies, tired of being tired. Tired of finding that sweet release in the wrong ways. Maybe Oz could have helped, but he is happy with Veruca, I can't. I don't have the right to interfere with that. I knew Xander would freak, he hates Angel too much as it is. I can't tell Buffy, it would devastate her. Faith tries to be my best friend. I have been helping her with her issues. I did the ritual that Mayor Wilkins needed. It really wasn't too difficult, or too powerful. Faith and I read the books of ascension. She swallowed hard she read the text.
That night Faith and I talked. She told me the sordid mess of her life. I told her how my affair with Angelus began and how it ended. She smirked and joked that my life was even more complicated than hers. Then in her own form of infinite wisdom, she spoke. "Does Giles know any of this?"
"No, I think he would hate me, and I can't bear that on top of everyone else hating me. He was the one I always ran to when things got weird. I just feel like he would not want anything to do with a tramp like me."
"Willow, give him more credit than that. Give yourself more credit also; you aren't a tramp. Think; use that big ole brain in your head. Giles knows all about the strange stuff. Maybe his books might have your cure."
"I can't." I said, giving her a pout. She kissed me and said I can.
"Willow, look at what I have to do. I am more scared than you think. Giles knows you; he loves you. He has a heart and I think you might even have a place in it."
"Until I tell him that I loved the thing he hates most."
"You might be surprised at how he looks like you. I think he's got the hots for you." "Yeah, right." I joked. But it made me think. Maybe Giles can help me. I just pray that at best be able forgive me. I brushed out my hair and got ready. I prayed for my soul and the eternal damnation that I was sure I have earned. The walk to his house was quick. I paused, almost feeling him near. I closed my eyes until the feeling passed. I hoped it wasn't him. I finally got the courage up to face the music. If that failed then I needed to find god. I took a deep breath, trying to shake the dead man feeling.
I knocked on his door. I heard him telling me that he would be there shortly. I tried not to fidget or get too teary. He opens the door very casually dressed. His hair is a little more tousled and the grey sweater compliments him. I can tell he is surprised. I give my nervous smile.
"Willow, enter." He said with a slight smile.
I walked right into a possible proverbial lions den. I looked up at him. He looks tired also. I bite my lip, as fear now raced in my veins, my courage running away at warp speed. "Can we talk?"
"Of course, Willow. I can see you are upset. How can I help you?"
"A glass of red wine would be a good start. I feel so overwhelmed at times."
"I would offer you one, but I am afraid I have no more. I will offer you a small glass of bourbon though."
I gave a nervous smile. I take a look at the amber liquid. I take a sip, enjoying the slight burn as it goes down. "I don't know what to do anymore. I am thinking of leaving Sunnydale."
Giles sat next to me, more so than ever before. "This town, it isn't like other places. I wish I could change that for you. You have had to endure things that most people could not. Is there anything I can do?"
"Promise you won't hate me." I said, wiping a tear. I didn't want to cry anymore.
"Willow, I don't think it's possible for me to hate you. You have helped me hold together through everything. "
"I have?"
"Willow, sometimes it's easy to forget that you are a young girl, only seventeen. You should be worried over a school crush, not if at any moment something from the ground will eat you up."
"Its deeper than that. I am in way over my head and I need your help." His expression changed, becoming more serious.
"Does this have anything to do with why you have been avoiding the group?"
"Yes."
"Your escapade with Xander has been forgotten."
"Its not Xander I have been avoiding."
"Then who?"
I paused, took a deep breath. "Angel."
"Has he hurt you?"
"No, its not like that. I mean I am not afraid of him. Its different."
"I'm confused."
"Me too. I've kept so many secrets and I am so tired of it all, Giles. "
"Tell me what happened Willow and we'll go from there." He said looking at me with so much concern. If I held eye contact with him, I could watch his respect fade away.
"It began just after Angel changed. Within a few weeks, I saw my friends falling apart. Buffy was putting up a good front, but I saw how this dynamic changed. I saw how you were looking more tired and worried as we researched him. I scared me. Anyway, Buffy, Xander and I went to the Bronze one night. Patrol was good, I think. I saw her happy and I wanted to stay, but it was late. I snuck out, just wanting to go home. Then the trouble began."
"What happened next?"
"I was walking home. I heard a noise. I thought it was him, it wasn't it was Owen. Anyway we talked, then he kissed me, then he groped me. I told him to stop, he didn't listen." I paused, yanking the Kleenex from the box. I felt Giles pull me into a hug.
"At one point he threw me to the ground. I screamed. He told me he liked when a girl screamed. He was on top of me so fast. I tried to .. But I couldn't. He was toughing me... and then he wasn't there. I looked up and three was Angelus holding the boy by the scruff of his neck. I tried to get away, but I couldn't. My legs wouldn't work. I froze up."
"Dear god." Giles said as he pulled me closer to him.
"When I came to, I was at the factory. He asked me if I was okay. "
"He didn't hurt you?"
"No, we just started talking. I remember keep the conversation going, until you figure out a way out. We talked all night. He walked me to the door at sunrise. He began visiting me nightly. We would talk. Then one night we kissed. Soon we became lovers. I gave myself to him on one condition. He left us alone. No more drawings for Buffy, he stayed away from the library."
"What made you think he would keep his end of the bargain up?"
"I put a spell on him. It's still in place. If he ever lies to me, I will hear bells ring in the distance. I would ask him if he killed. He said no, and the night was quiet. That was part of the deal. He had told me he didn't need to kill to feed. He was feeding, but not killing and I gave myself to him."
"Did he ever force you?"
"No. I was his, all the vampires knew it. One night coming home I was cornered. I tried to fend them off but they mocked me. Angelus was out hunting when he saw. He killed two of them and brought the third one home with him. That was the night we created a consort bond. I drank from him; he drank from me. "
"You drank from him? It could have killed you."
"No, Angelus said that I would have to be dying for his blood to change me. But it did change me, my power got much stronger. I became more agile. I wasn't meek little afraid of frogs Willow."
"And when Jenny died?"
"I had no idea he was going to do that. I felt so dead inside. He came to me the next night. I told him I wanted nothing more to do with him. He told me that Dru had a vision about them restoring his soul. The night was silent. He begged me to come back to him. I held out for about a week, but the bond was affecting me. I knew he was sorry to have hurt me. I made him promise to leave you guys alone. He agreed. I was with him up until an hour before you cursed him, I think."
"You are aware that he tortured me, for amusement."
"They told him I was dead. He lost it. He never checked with the hospital nothing. It wasn't until after I got out of the hospital that I had heard. I am so sorry Giles." I said and the tears came falling down. Every wall, every defense mechanism everything was out. I expected words of hate or some little dig, but it didn't come.
He then made us a cup of hot chocolate. I told him about the bond, how it affects me. I then told him about my playing with Owen. I also told him about Faith. He took things rather calmly. I wanted to ask him if he hated me. I was afraid.
"Its quite the mess you have gotten yourself into this time." He said.
"So now what?"
"I wish I knew. I will look into my books. When was the last time you tasted his blood."
"One week ago today." His eyebrow arched.
"We didn't do anything. I was patrolling. He joined in. Somehow his arm got cut. I looked around at the scattered dust piles and looked up at him. I wanted him so badly. My eyes found his arm. I began to suck on the wound, getting his blood into me. He then bit me. We both pulled away. The need was gone. That night I called Owen over. I hurt him a little bit. I can't take this anymore. Its like when I am in the same room with Angel, his blood calls out to me. Help me?" Then the tears started again.
"We will find a way to fix this. But let's keep it to ourselves." He said.
"Thank you." I said. I was afraid he would tell Buffy and she would also hate me.
"I expect you to keep a journal. Whatever dreams you have, whatever urge takes you, anytime you feel the bond. This will help. You will also do research with me as I can't possibly deal with my slayer, a rogue slayer and this as well. Are we clear?"
"Crystal." I said.
"Also your dealings with this Owen boy end."
"Ok. Faith will have to take care of those needs." I said meekly.
"I will take care of those needs." He said to me.
I was not sure what to say. "I have watched you for a long time, little Willow. You like to tease, that much I can tell. Can you be teased? It would seem you like a little pain with your pleasure. Something I can appreciate as well. If you want my help, you will address my needs."
"I can take care of you." I said.
"Good, go home, sleep. I will expect you here at nine. I will not tolerate lateness. Remember that my needs come first. If you want Faith, you must get my permission. Are we clear?"
"Yes, very clear." He then showed me to the door. I took a deep breath. I was not expecting that reaction from Giles at all. But he didn't hate me and that was a start.
~Part: 15~
Giles POV
I look at the text in front of me. I am at a crossroads. I know Willow never meant to hurt anyone, but she realizes she should have never given herself to that monster. I can't refuse her. I wasn't sure when I started looking at her like a woman. I mean she is very attractive and so very eager to please. In the past two seeks I have seen the changes in her, she seems happier. I also so know that it is him she will always have a special place for. I have been lonely for so long now. Her lover shattered my last chance at happiness. She seems to be just as kinky as I ever imagined. It becomes harder not to take her in the library.
I had her meet me in the library for a patrol. She was quite good. She didn't use her magic too much. Simple effective kicks and punches did the job. I could tell she was enjoying it. As the night wore on, her nipples became so visible through the shirt she was wearing. We headed back to the library, to return the weapons. I had the clean the sword. I leaned into her, letting her know just what I wanted. "Here?" she nervously asked.
"No. But soon my pet." I then gave her a smack on the ass. She moaned and it became five. I reached under the leather pants she was wearing and sure enough she was very wet. I pulled out a blindfold and blindfolded her. I then took her hands in mine and lead her down the hallway. I unlocked the office door. I told her to stay put as I made some room on the desk. I told her to take her pants off. I watched as she did as I told her, not knowing where she was. I then walked over to her. My hands found her breasts easy enough and took them out. I then walked her to the desk and bent her over it. I slid into her, feeling her hold me so tight. I had to stop for fear of coming too soon. I then turned her around and put her on the desk. I drove into her deeper. Her body accepted me and soon we were both in the throes of a powerful orgasm. I then kissed her tenderly. "How do you feel?"
"I feel good, Ripper." She said. I chuckled. "What's so funny?"
"I am just wondering how our dear Principal Snyder will feel if he found out you came all over his desk." I saw her blush.
"Where are we?"
"In his office." I said to her. I removed her blindfold. She looked around and laughed. "You realize this office will never be the same?"
"I am hoping."
"Can we do it again?" She asked. We both laughed. I then helped her get dressed and home. I told her I would see her tomorrow. I drove home in relative silence. So far, the bond has not been too well documented. I have also spoken to some friends of mine that into very very rare magics. I explained the circumstances around his return from the demon dimension. I was waiting for answers. I was looking into a way to anchor his soul. Then they could be together. Then my life wouldn't be so crazy. I would miss Willow as a lover, but I know where her heart is and the longer our fling goes on, the more hurt I will be when she leaves.
As I parked my car, a very strange sight greeted me. I saw Faith and several cardboard boxes. I took a look at her. She looked tired. "Can we talk?"
"We can. What do you want to talk about?" I asked.
"Diane Lissent." My blood ran cold. I remembered Diane from my tenure at the Watcher's Council.
"She was your watcher."
"What she did went beyond just being a watcher. She was friend. She showed me things, taught me to be strong. "
"Then she was killed."
"Not before he cut her up. I watched as he hurt her. I saw him kill her and change her. Then she nearly killed me. He let me go, if I could shove a stake in her heart. I did, and it hurt so bad."
"I am sorry."
"I ran. I mean he chased me, but at a distance. He made sure I knew when he was close. It was like that when he came here. I screwed up royally."
"I will admit to you making some poor decisions. But what are the boxes?"
"The Books of Ascension. Boss won't be needing them."
"Why not?"
"He has come down with this mystical flu. Very odd."
"You poisoned him?"
"I had to. He would have killed me. One of the needed ingredients for the ascension , the blood and bone of a slayer, ingested. There was a poison; Willow knows the name of it. He was going to give it to Angel. She went ballistic. So I slipped him the mikey. I just wanted the books to go to a good place."
"Care to come inside?" I asked her. We brought the books into my apartment.
We had spent the night talking. I blame myself in part for Faith's behavior. I should paid more attention. But she has been honest and open with me. She told me she came here, because she saw how I was helping Willow. She said I made her a happier person. She also hinted a getting in on some of the Willow action. I thanked for coming and told her that since my plate was rather full I would have Wesley help and share the task of her watcher. Faith hesitantly agreed.
After all my time on the hellmouth, nothing should amaze me. Willow has been a diligent student, in her research as well in our games. I have met with Willow and Angel separately. I feel almost like a dealer, giving my little junkie her fix. But things are looking up; I have two very affectionate pets. Faith is training with Wesley, leaving Willow here to research. My concern was her lifting his curse. Because of the bond between them, she has the ability to bring those moments of complete happiness. I admit to finding her to be a very very eager lover. She seems to enjoy when I make it hurt, just a little bit. Even now I watch as she rubs her bottom. My belt made it so red. That was what she got for teasing me with the lollipop at the library earlier. She knows if she behaves tonight, I will give her some of his blood. I call her over to me. She sits on my lap, like a good girl. She has also learned that when it is research time, no bra. "Are you a good girl?"
"Yes, Ripper."
I smile and my hands find her firm nipple. I twist it and her eyelids flutter. "Do you like when I touch you?"
"Yes, I crave your touch." She said.
"I bet you do. Shall we see?" I ask. My fingers find her sweet spot. She is always so wet for me. I remind her to keep still as she tried to rub herself against my hand. She whimpers and I stop. "If you misbehave, you won't play with Faith tonight." I tell her. She then gets on her knees and does the thing I enjoy so much. Faith has been given a key and stays here. The gang has started to accept her, slowly at first. She smiles as she sees what I have Willow doing. "She's wicked with that tongue."
"You have told me."
"I got something for us, Ripper, something our pet will like."
Faith then displays the strap on dildo. I see Willow look up, licking her lips. "Now we can both fuck her. I bet she likes it up her ass. Do you?"
"I believe Faith has asked you a question. " I replied. Willow never mentioned an interest in that. I certainly enjoyed those activities.
"I do like it in my ass too." Willow says. Soon clothes come off and both Faith and I take Willow. I make sure to take her ass. Faith then got to have a go with it. I fell asleep quickly after that. Tomorrow would be a long day. Especially if my contact has the news I have been waiting to hear.
~Part: 16~
Willow POV
Things are getting better, clearer. I pretty much live at Giles' house. Angel is sort of okay with the arrangement. I know sometimes her watches me. It is still hard to be in the same room with him. When he is around, my blood races in my veins and I want him. I am too afraid of breaking his curse. I am trying to be good, for Giles. It is weird though, every time I walk down this hallway, I see Snyder's office. I hope I don't blush. Buffy admits to wanting to Bronze tonight. Xander is already on the Bronze bandwagon. I say I might show up. Faith loves to tease me when I am there. She is evil, and I really like it. I can tell Buffy is all giddy today. I wish I knew why. Chemistry class ends and we head to the library. I smile when I see Faith there with Giles and Wesley.
"Hey B" Faith says with a smile.
"Hey PITA!" Buffy says back with equal cheer.
"How did the testing of chemistry go Willow?"
"I can remember the difference between cations and anions." I said.
"If you do bad on the chem. test, it's to the principal's office with you." Buffy said.
"Huh?" I said, knowing I was as red as Xander's Chicago Bulls jersey.
"I saw you and Giles getting on on Snyder's desk." Buffy said.
"Whao... what????" Xander said.
"Busted." Faith said with a grin.
"Is everything alright?" Giles asked, finally emerging from the bowels of the back stacks.
"Peachy." I said. I then got up and walked over to him, kissed him deeply. He didn't pull away, too much.
"They saw you banging red on the desk." Faith said.
"Oh." He said. Then we shared a secret grin. Angel chose that moment to walk in.
"I am missing something." He said, taking the various expressions. I knew this was going to be bad.
"I saw Willow and Giles doing the nasty on Principal Snyder's desk a few nights ago." Buffy said.
"That's not bad, I won't tell you what I saw Faith doing to Willow in the Bronze the other night" Angel said. I saw his evil grin. He was loving this, bastard.
"Faith?"
"Girl talk."
"Yep, just like she said." I added.
"Willow, I am so jealous. I mean, damn mama, you get down with your bad self." Xander said.
"Ok, since all my secrets are out. I am outta here." I said. That was when the power went out. Then there was some noise and I felt the bump on my head.
"What the.. ?" I asked. I looked around. Where the hell was I? I felt Angel near. Then my hand found a slumped body on the ground. I heard the moan, knowing it was Angel.
"Are you hurt?" He asked me.
"No, but someone is so going to be. Where the hell are we?"
"I'm not sure, whatever hit us, did it using some dark magic." He said.
"The place still tingles with it. Any clues as to where we are?"
"Underground. I am willing to bet. Whatever it is, I hear the electrical current in the wires above."
I looked around, the lighting was dim. I did notice a big bed. His eyes also noticed the bed. I felt the heat in my body. I really hadn't been alone with him for a long time, but I needed him. "The principal's desk, huh?"
"Shut up, you. After all, you seduced me at the Bronze, if I remember."
"I did, so passionate about that you were. I think you liked the thrill of getting caught."
I laughed so hard. He did too. We just talked. I tried pacing, but it only made him more agitated, which made the bond I have do weird things. I was mentally rambling. Then his voice stopped me. "Are you happy?"
"I am happier than before. Giles has been helping out a lot. "
"Do you love him?"
"I do, but I am not in love with him. I owe him so much. He helps keep me, satisfied."
"That's good, I don't like the idea of you getting around." Angel said.
"I didn't either. But I know that we can't. And hey the man has talent. I mean, not that you didn't .. we can't . because. you know."
"I understand. I just like knowing that you are taken care of. I mean, I left some pretty big shoes to fill.."
"Did you ever." I whimpered.
"I heard that."
"I know, damn hearing.. stupid vampire..."
I heard his laughter. "You think this if funny do you? We are trapped in some godforsaken jail come hither bedroom, chatting as thought we are old friends, having a spot of tea. meantime all I can do ." Before I could continue his lips were on mine, hard aggressive. I moaned instinctively as he touched me. I felt his hands all over me and I didn't care, I felt safe.
"You bad.." I whispered as his lips were on my neck, stroking it.
"Need you."
Soon thought stopped. I felt his hands all over me. My hands worked to remove his trademark coat. I moaned as never before. I felt my pulse racing in my head and it was driving me crazy. I felt Angel pressing into me, his hardness teasing me through the pants I was wearing today. As he worked to get my clothes off I returned the favor. My top was quickly opened, revealing a deep green lacy bra. I felt Angel's hands on my legs sliding the pants off me. I then flipped us so I was perched on him. I sat up straight on him, pressing myself down on him. I ripped his shirt open. His chest was perfection. I couldn't help myself; I ran my nails down his chest, leaving one hell of a trail. He bucked up against me when I drew blood. I then leaned forward and licked it off his chest. His blood hit me hard, making me even more turned on.
Soon we were naked and he was pounding into me, going deeper than anyone else ever has. I feel his first orgasm as it hits me quickly. I wrap my legs around his waist and hold onto the bedpost for dear life. I know I will be sore in a few hours, but it's been so long and I need him, I need this. He pulls me to him for another searing kiss. I feel his strong hands on my neck, his thumbs stroking over the scar he gave me. He bites me, only taking a little bit of the sweet blood I have to give him. He then puts me on all fours and is back to going deep in me with long powerful strokes. I slam myself against him, knowing just how I affect him. His fingers wander as he hits the sweetest of my spots. I grunt as I feel fingers in my ass. "Like that?" He huskily moans.
"Yess." I hiss out.
"I want to feel you like I never had before." He says then he slowly slides his monstrous cock deep in me. I swear I can feel him in my lungs. He takes me slow, feeling me as he stretched me out. I come hard as he touches me. Soon I am on him, riding him. I lose track of each sweet orgasm he brings to me. He just keeps going, taking me harder, deeper and faster than I have ever been taken.
He pulls me down to him and bites me. I return the bite. The rush as we taste each other is intense. I can barely move as we both come down from the sexually induced high. As the fog in my head clears, I realize that we are trapped. I also realize that we are both naked. Then he moves. My eyes flutter as I feel his movement. He groans. "Angel, we have to move."
His hips arched up. "Just did."
"Not like that." I moaned.
"It felt so good though." He whispered.
"Angel, we need to get up and find the others. Or at least be dressed when the find us." I then shakily dismount him. I then look around trying to find my clothes. We get dressed quickly, in case Buffy finds us or any of the others.
"Angel, how long was it? I mean the night you lost your soul, how long did it take?"
"I don't remember."
"When you lose it, are you going to kill me?"
"I don't think so. I might lock you up in a bedroom for a few days, but I won't kill you yet."
"How long do you think that we have been gone?"
"A few hours, night fall is soon, I can feel it."
"So what happens now?" I ask him.
"I wish I knew. If my soul stays, then I want you. I need you Willow. This has been just a bad as the hell I was in. Being able to smell you, to feel your soft hair, to see your eyes when you smile but never being able to feel you as I make love to you. "
"It hasn't been easy on this end either. I thought maybe I could make this need for you go away. I can't. I mean .. I have been doing this secret life thing for so long now, and I am tired Angel. Tired of lying to my friends about this. "
"Let's sleep."
"In the bed?"
"It would be more comfortable then the floor." He said, grinning at me.
"When I wake up, will you be all evil?"
"I don't know."
"Can we, just one more time?"
"When you wake, my Willow." He said. I closed my eyes and felt so sleepy.
~Part: 17~
Willow POV
I woke up, feeling dazed. My legs hurt. That was the first sensation I felt. Then I realized that I wasn't totally dressed. I moaned as cool fingers traced a pattern on my back. It felt good being in his arms. My body ached as the sex left us both weak. "Angel?"
"I'm here Baby."
"You are awake?" He said, his voice husky.
"Semi. Must be dreaming, you are here."
"I need you." He moaned. His fingers were all over my neck, knowing just what that one gesture did to me.
"How long was I asleep for?" I ask, suddenly very awake.
"About an hour." He said with his devious grin. I felt his thumb flickering over the mark he put into my neck. His other hand was touching my breast and it felt so good.
"When did it happen?"
"What?"
"When you lost your soul? How long was it since you..."
"I don't know, that night was crazy. A couple hours maybe.."
"Oh.." I mumbled.
"Why?"
" I guess I just thought it would have happened by now. I mean some energy release, something." I said, trying not to sound like I was ready to cry.
"I am at a loss for words here Willow. I mean that was bliss like I haven't felt before, ever. God, I don't even breathe and yet your love leaves me gasping." His lips were on mine and all thought went out of my head. His hands were all over me, again. I positioned myself on his lap. My hands were all over him, mostly playing with his pants. He was so hard and soon he was deep in me. We groaned as the contact was made. I rocked myself back and forth on him. I bit into his neck, savagely. His blood brought the sweetest fever yet. I drank him as thought I would drain him. I felt his fingers touching my sweet spot. I began slamming myself on him as hard as I could, getting him so deeper. His growls sounded in my head as the climax took us both. I looked at the mark on his neck. It was strange to see him panting like this. "Are you alright?"
"I feel so good baby. " I look around at him. His hips began slowly moving, sending shivers all over me. "Down boy, we need to find an escape route."
"Spoil my fun." He said, almost pouting. I got up on even shakier legs. I could feel his eyes all over me. Soon the need was acting up. I did a simple spell to cast some light. I nearly blinded us both. "Angel?"
"I'm ok. My retinas will recover."
"That was weird."
"How do you figure?" He asked.
"I have never cast that much light before. I guess your blood is really boosting my powers."
"It always has, Willow. I feel something else."
"Yeah, it's a residual magical sort of ... not sure."
"Well, I found us a way out." Angel said, pointing to the wall that was missing a really big chunk. It wasn't there before. "Did I do that?"
"I think so." He said.
"We have so got to find the others." I said, feeling very nervous as my powers had grown exponentially in just a few minutes. We walked out in silence. Angel kept close to me, also constantly touching me. I felt odd, it wasn't my Angelus. But this wasn't exactly Angel either. What was happening? I felt Angel then step ahead of me. I could tell his eyes had readjusted to the darkness and he was looking for them. I also figured he might just be listening for a heartbeat.
"I think they are close."
"How?" I asked.
"Xander's aftershave. I can smell traces of it."
"Oh. Do I smell?"
"Your smell is intoxicating. I can smell passion between us and I want you again, in a real bed, for a very very long time."
"We shall see." I told him. We went down a few more hallways and came into a large room. I saw them all in cages. Angel and I ran to them, helping them out. I had just freed Oz and Veruca when the green demons came. Soon a full-scale battle had begun. I told Oz to get Xander and Veruca to safety. I could tell Buffy was a bit shocked to see me kicking some serious demon ass or was ever parts I was beating upon. Soon the demons were killed. "Are you alright?" Angel asked me.
"I'm five by five." I said with a grin. We made it back to the library in record time. "Let's get to the books and figure out what they wanted." Giles said.
"I do have one question." Veruca asked.
"I've got more, but shoot." Xander said.
"We were all in separate cages, except for Angel and Willow." Veruca pointed out. I can admit to not really liking her all that much. I knew she wasn't my biggest fan either. We got along because we had to.
"Well those guys worked for the mayor. I know he had some debts with other demons to complete his ascension." Faith said.
"I think I know exactly why." Giles said.
"Well, G-man, let's not get all suspenseful." Xander said, returning to his verbal banter.
"They wanted to destroy the slayer." I said.
"Huh?" Buffy said.
"He probably blames me for the poison." Faith said.
" He wanted Angel to lose his soul, become evil and kill us all." I said.
"But why Willow? She wasn't connected to Angel." Oz pointed out.
"I was connected to Angelus tough." I said nervously. I looked at Angel.
"How?"
"It's a long story." I said, not wanting to go into great detail.
"Bore me." Buffy said coldly.
I sucked on my lip. "Perhaps, we should wait until tomorrow. This has already been a long day. I do need to speak with both you at once. We shall all meet at my house sundown tomorrow evening. Then Willow will talk with us. Are we clear?"
"Crystal." Oz said.
~Part: 18~
Willow POV
I was thankful Giles had let the others go, but I think he knew Angel and I had bonded. We followed Giles to his house. Buffy had protested and was demanding to know what the hell was going on. Giles had told her that all would be revealed tomorrow. It seemed to calm her, but I saw the icy look she shot me. I am so scared to tell my friends. Will they hate me? I saw Xander's eyes darken when I said I was connected to Angelus. Oz had come over, asked if I was okay. I nodded. Then he gave mea hug and left. God, how he must hate me. Angel wrapped his arm around me, giving me his support. That one gesture made me feel safe. Ironic, I find complete safety with a killer. Faith came with us, since she did live there.
"Tell me what happened?" Giles said.
"We woke up in some room, stone walls, no windows and a big steel door. We tried to get out, but it was solid. Things got a little weird. " He said. "We tried not to but..."
"I take it you fed from her." Giles said, his eyes landing on my neck.
"I did, she offered and then she drank from me." Angel said.
"I am telling you this now, so you can explain it to the others." Giles said. He paused, as he always did when he had something important to say.
"Giles, we made love. It happened so fast, and the bond and I couldn't stop. But he still has his soul. No energy release, no light now, nothing." I blurted out. Giles needed to know.
"He won't, his soul is permanent." He said quickly, rubbing his tired eyes. Faith actually clapped and had a beaming grin. She was so cute when she smiled. Then Giles shot her a look. "Ok, I'll go away now." And she went to her room.
"You knew?" I asked, feeling remotely hurt.
"I found out after I dropped you home last night. I have a friend who is very familiar with the curse as well as various rare magics. I have researched the bond in depth and wasn't finding a way to sever it. So my next option was to ground his soul, so that Angelus would not return. My colleague is coming here, to talk with you both. I will expect your cooperation. I wanted to tell you this away from the group, as it affects you both primarily. Buffy will take this hard. I warn you. "
"Of course." Angel said, his arm now wrapped tighter around my waist. I leaned into him for support.
" I will try and kept things from getting too emotional in here tomorrow, but you both will tell them everything. I will do my best to keep it civil. I do not like secrets they tend destroy friendships. You all are family to me and I wish to keep it that way. "
"I owe you everything, Giles." Angel said, with a tear in his eye.
"You do. And your obligation will continue by helping my slayers and I. Faith has come along way, and Willow's friendship her is crucial to her recovery. Please, I am a tired old man and wish to go to bed. I image you will head home together and make passionate love. Maybe Faith is still awake; see you all tomorrow. I would recommend that you both not be late." With that he walked us to the door.
As soon as we were outside, Angel kissed me deeply. I pushed him away, telling him to wait until we got home. I let him walk a few steps ahead. I felt giddy. I ran up to him and jumped on him. I then whispered in his ear. "Piggyback ride?"
"You owe me." He said laughing with me.
"Put it on my tab." I said.
Angel then unceremoniously dropped me. My legs swung out and he was also on the ground. I flashed him a smile and he was soon on me, kissing my neck. I felt him pressing into me. "Angel, someone could see."
"Someone already has." The female voice said.
"Buffy."I said. My legs pushed Angel off me.
"Ok, I get the part that you have the hots for Angel." She looked so sad, I could see her struggling to keep her balance.
"It goes beyond that." I said nervously.
"You realize that if he loses his soul, I will have to kill him." Buffy said. And I don't know if I can do it again." She whispered out.
"He won't." I said.
"I haven't lost it yet." Angel said.
"So tell me why you are connected to him." Buffy said, tears streaking down her face.
"I bonded to Angelus. One night he drank from me and I drank from him."
"Feeding off my friends, not very nice." Buffy said, glaring at Angel.
"I never meant to fall in love with Willow." Angel said. "Even before I lost my soul, my demon noticed her. She would ask me questions about being a vampire or about the things I have seen. Around you, I always felt ashamed of it. With Willow, she accepted my demon at its worst and her ability to love blows me away. I know I never deserved to love two women as special as both of you are."
"You love her?"
"I do. I fell so softly; I didn't realize it until a couple of my minions didn't follow the rules. When I saw them playing cat and mouse with her, I lost it. I saved her, yet again."
"Can we sit down at talk?" I sat down on the ground and Angel sat next to me. I exhaled deeply when Buffy joined us.
"Angel had only lost his soul a few weeks before. I saw how it was affecting you. I feared for the worst. Then you got happy, or at least better at hiding it. You wanted to go Bronze. We went you; me, Xander and Cordelia. We laughed and had so much fun. It was like the old-happy Buffy was back."
" I think I remember that night."
"I was so tired, Giles and I pulled an all-nighter the night before, researching Angel and a way to bring him back, permanently. I tried to stay awake, but I couldn't and I didn't want to end your good time. So I left early. I was walking home when I ran into Owen. We talked. Then he tried to force himself on me."
"I snuck out for a snack, I was hungry. I heard her screaming. I watched as the boy was holding her down, her fear coming off her like waves. I wasn't sure why but I intervened." Angel said.
"Not a rapist?" Buffy said, her tone reflecting the hurt she was feeling.
"No. Most rapists are cowards. I have no trouble getting a woman into my bed. But this boy was hurting her and that angered me. I tossed him off her and told him if ever he touched her again I would kill him."
"I froze. After seeing him, in his full vampire visage, I froze up and my legs wouldn't work. I thought I was going to die."
"All I said was leaving so soon. She froze up and her eyes went all glassy. I couldn't leave her like that. I wasn't about to save a human then leave her for another creature to take. I brought her to the factory with me." I noticed Buffy's face get a little paler.
"When I finally snapped out of it, I was in his bedroom. I was fully clothed and unhurt. I was so afraid. I remember we made a deal, that he wouldn't hurt me and I wouldn't tell the slayer about the boy. I agreed. That was the first night I tasted red wine." "She was so nervous, so I offered her some red wine, the look on her face, she thought it was blood." Angel smiling.
"It was then I learned I had no idea what blood smelled like. But we talked, I remember that if I kept him talking, he might not kill me."
"She drank a little too much red wine for her own good too, as I recall."
"So you got her drunk?" Buffy inquired, an eyebrow raised.
"I never forced her to drink, she kept asking for the refills, I never offered. But we talked and we danced." I saw the way he was looking at me. I wanted him so bad.
"And you what, slept with her too?" Buffy said, almost accusingly.
"As a matter of fact, I did." He said. I know I was blushing.
"It was the dancing, and the wine. When I woke up, I told him it was over. I told him if he told you I would hurt him one way or another."
"I never met a woman like her. Such a cool exterior, but so much passion underneath." Angel said, his finger tracing a pattern over my hand.
"We made a compromise. He wasn't killing, only feeding and he had to leave the gang alone, no more pictures or anything. As long as he did that I gave myself to him, willingly."
"He could have lied to you."
"That is true, and I considered that. When I got involved with him, he sent me magic books and trinkets; that was how I hid the bite marks he left me. I also cast a spell over him; if ever he lied to me I would hear bells in the distance. I never once heard a bell when I asked if he was killing."
"You heard bells?"
"Only when he had surprises for me."
"Any when he killed Jenny?"
"I had no idea he was going to do that. I told him it was over. I ignored him for over a week. Dru had gotten the vision that would have restored his soul."
"I had no idea of who had the ritual or if it really existed. I wanted to persuade her to tell me what she knew." Angel said.
"She wouldn't tell you anything." Buffy countered.
"Pain can be very motivational. I knew if I tortured her, or in any way defiled her, then I would lose Willow. That was why I snapped her neck instead of turning her or making it so all you had were pieces to find." He said, looking away.
"It had been a week when he came to me in the library. I was wolf sitting. He begged me to come back to him. I asked why he killed her. A part of me wanted to hear bells, and then I could end it. But he told me the truth. I waited three more days, then I went to him."
"When did it end?" Buffy asked.
"It ended when you sent him to hell. I was so lost without him, without you. I was thankful for the lessons he left behind."
"What lessons?"
"He taught me to fight. He trained me in defense, offense, and strategy. He also kept the magic books coming. We battled opposing vampire factions together. He taught me how to get info out of unwilling vampires. He taught me to be a slayer, like you."
"You didn't tell me this."
"No one knew, not Oz, not Xander not even Giles."
"Why?"
"I did it because I had to. Word had spread that the slayer was MIA. I patrolled nightly. I had to do it alone and downplayed my abilities when I was with the others. I did what you weren't here to do. It was my penance."
"I needed to leave." Buffy said.
"I understand." I told her that I often entertained that notion.
"So that was why you to were put somewhere away from us?"
"I think so. Those demons knew I have a bond with her. It's hard for us to explain it, but it is very intense. They were counting on her releasing Angelus and killing you all."
"But your soul."
"Is permanent. While we were trapped, the bond got renewed." I said.
"So you fucked?" Buffy said.
"Yes." Angel said.
"And you are still Angel?"
"Very much. Giles said he has a friend coming over that will explain everything, tomorrow." Angel said.
"It's late. I am in need of sleep. This is going to be awkward. I am going to try and be mature about this. I will ask you to keep the PDA's down. It will take time. Goodnight." Buffy said, got up and walked home.
"That went well, I think." I said to him.
"Indeed, let's head inside, we have unfinished business to take care of."
The End