SEQUEL TO: Break On Through
SERIES: Changes #2
AUTHOR: Tisienne Blue
E-MAIL: tisatko@msn.com
DISCLAIMER: Joss owns everyone, for the most part... I am just playing in his sandbox without permission.
SPOILERS: Pretty much everything up to 'Reunion' for Angel, and 'Into the Woods' for Buffy... after that, it's MY world... *giggle*
RATING: NC-17 (language, graphic sex, blood-play, and rape...)
PAIRINGS: Aus/W/S; S/Dru/Darla; S/B (but not in a way that's fun for dear old Slutty...)
DISTRIBUTION: Charity can have it, of course, and anyone else I've said yes to for anything... also list-archives for everything ever... otherwise, just ask; I'll say YES!!!
FEEDBACK: would be good... and get you a dedi; speaking of which:
DEDICATIONS: To: Ang, for letting me bounce this off of her long ago; to Kim, Nutmeg (I *keep* my promises, pet... *giggle*), Witchy, Noreen, Ali, and Suse... love you guys... Also to the CO in its entirety... you rock, my dears... really!!!
NOTES: After watching 'Reunion' a few times, I found myself wondering why my dear Brood Boy was acting so much more Angelus-y than usual... 'Break On Through' was my answer to that question... this is the last part of the sequel, and is now the second part in the series 'Changes'... It has been becoming progressively darker, and I expect that it will continue to do so. This part includes rape, blood, and death, but not the death of a major character, so... but if any of these things offends you, please use that DELETE option that we're all so fond of. Finally, since I do not now have, nor have I ever had, a beta, all mistakes in this or any other fic of mine are entirely my responsibility, and I do apologize... OK, that being said, I hope you'll enjoy this.
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Giles' eyes flew to the shop's door as it slammed open and a young blonde-ish girl flew inside. "Dawn!" he cried out softly, worried, as he watched her close the door behind her. "Dawn," he said again, standing as the girl approached the table where he still sat with a silent Xander, Cordelia, Anya, Wesley, and Gunn, "What are you doing here? What's wrong? Is it Joyce?" Much as Giles knew that he'd never admit it, he was half in love with the girl's mother... had been ever since that strange 'candy incident', and god only knew what he'd do if anything had happened to her now. It had been so touch and go for a while there...
Dawn's brow furrowed for a moment. "No..." she finally said, somewhat mystified as to why he'd think that, "Mom's fine... she was sleeping when I left." She shook her head and walked quickly to the table, taking the vacant seat between Cordelia and Xander. "Hi, Cordy, hi, Xan..." she muttered softly before turning her attention back to the man who'd been like a father to her, and to her sister, almost from the moment they'd arrived in Sunnydale. "Someone came to the house tonight..." she said slowly, "With something for Buffy."
Giles sighed deeply. "And you didn't think it could wait until she got home? Really, Dawn, you *know* the kinds of things that happen here after dark... I thought you were *smarter* than that!"
The youngest Summers sister rolled her eyes. "I *am* 'smarter than that', Giles!" she said hotly, "I mean, do you really think that I'd steal Mom's car and come all the way here if it wasn't *important*?" She sighed herself, seeing the look on his face. "Give me some credit here! I may not be the Slayer, but I *am* her sister, and I know a lot more about what happens in Sunnydale than you *think* I do!"
Cordelia exchanged anxious looks with Wesley. Dawn really *was* a sensible girl, and if she'd left her house in the night, even going to the extreme of stealing Joyce's car, she knew that it had to be for something almost earth-shattering in its importance... and she couldn't understand why Giles was acting like the girl needed a keeper at all times. "Fine," she broke in, before the disagreement between the former watcher and the young girl could get out of hand, "Tell us what's going on, Dawny." She slid her gaze to Giles. "And stop with the 'disappointed' voice, Giles! You know Dawn wouldn't be here if she didn't have to!"
Giles sighed again. Cordelia was right, and he knew it, but... "I'm sorry, Dawn," he finally said, "It's just that..."
"You worry." The youngest member of the Scooby Gang finished for him. "I know, Giles, and don't think that I don't appreciate it, but..."
"OK," Cordelia said, "Touching little reconciliation, guys, but... What *happened*!?" Her eyes grew wide as she listened to the young girl explain about her late night 'visitor', what she'd found when she'd opened the box, and what she'd seen when she'd finally tracked down her sister in the cemetery. She snatched the pages from the girl when she pulled them from her jacket pocket, and huddled with Wesley and Gunn as Dawn told Giles what she thought the pages meant, and what she was convinced Buffy's presence in Spike's crypt, *crying* on his *bed*, implied.
After a hurried consultation with the rest of the LA team, Cordelia finally spoke up again, this time breaking the silence that had descended over the room after Dawn had finished with her revelations. "OK," she said slowly, "As near as *we* can tell..." Her gesture indicated herself and Wesley, "This is exactly what Dawn thinks it is... The only problem, though, is that... Well, I'm not sure." She sighed, signaling Gunn with her eyes.
Charles Gunn nodded slightly and stood, crossing the room to stand beside one of the displays of supernatural paraphernalia by the far wall. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed his favourite number. He didn't usually call his girl for spell advice, but hopefully she wouldn't be *too* pissed... after all, he *did* want to hear her voice. Besides, after all the times she'd offered to help, he figured she'd be glad to actually be a part of things for once... and if he was going to be honest with himself, the only problems the two of them had ever had were because of his strong need to protect her from some of the things he faced with his partners on a daily basis. He grinned broadly as the phone was answered by a sleepy voice. "Hey, baby," he said, soft and low, "You still want to help us out?" He almost laughed out loud at the suddenly fully-awake and enthusiastic response. "Well, we've run into a *situation* in Sunnydale... Uh-huh... Uh-huh... Yeah... OK, well, I'll need to put Cordelia on, she's the one who understands this the best... Yeah... Yeah, I will... OK... Hold on, baby..." He pulled the phone from his ear and glanced back at the group assembled at the table. "Cordy," he said, as he approached them once again, "Here." He held the phone out to her and sat down again. "Talk to Nutmeg," he said as she took the phone from his hand.
Dawn glanced nervously around the room. She was glad that they all believed her, but... "Who's Nutmeg?" she asked in a small voice, surprise etched on her face when Giles answered her.
"Unless I'm severely mistaken," the englishman said, glancing towards Gunn for confirmation, "Nutmeg is the premier knowledge broker on all things magical... for the west coast, anyway..." He knew that he looked a bit stunned when the handsome black man nodded. "But I don't understand how you *know* her..." he directed at Gunn.
Gunn smiled sheepishly, glad that his skin tone would hide the uncharacteristic blush. "Oh, well... she's my girl..." His sheepish grin became a broad smile of pride as all of them, even Xander and the unusually silent Anya, stared at him in amazement. He stood again, taking his phone back from Cordelia as she finished talking to his girl, and went back to his previous position against the far wall.
Giles stared after the young man before directing a very sincere question to Cordelia and Wesley. "If he's involved with Nutmeg, and he works with you, then why...?"
Wesley sighed, rubbing his eyes with one hand. "Why isn't *she* working with us as well?" he finished for the older man. "Well, for one thing, we didn't know they were... involved. Not until earlier today, anyway... and for another... Gunn's sister was killed by vampires last year, so I'd say that he probably wants to protect Nutmeg by keeping her as far away from this part of his life as is possible." He glanced swiftly at Cordelia before turning his gaze back to the other englishman. "And I can't say that I blame him. It's hard to watch the one you love walk into dangerous situations day after day, not knowing if it'll be the last time..."
"But on the bright side," Anya spoke up, finally breaking her silence, "If they *don't* die, the sex has just *got* to be incredible!" She glanced around the table. "What?" she said to their slightly scandalized expressions, "I'm just making an *observation*... All that adrenaline, rushing through your blood, and the relief, and the left over bits of tension on top of it all... it's got to be *explosive*... Hey!" She glared at them all as they laughed at the sight of Xander Harris dragging the girl up from the table and into the back room of the shop, intent upon giving her yet another lecture on inappropriate comments to make in public. They were still laughing when Gunn returned to the table.
"OK," he said, sounding almost angry, "She'll be here by morning." He fielded their questions politely for a moment before shutting them up with a shouted "Hey!". He waited a moment, regaining his usual calm. "Now that I have your attention... and *silence*, here's the deal. We're still not *sure* of where Angelus is holed up. We don't know if Willow is still alive, or if he's made her into a demon by now. We don't know why he'd bring her to Sunnydale to begin with, and that's an awful lot to not know!" He glanced around the group, then the shop, glad to see Xander and Anya listening from the doorway to the back room. "What we *do* know really isn't much help, either... We know that Darla is here, so at least we're in the right place, Cordelia's vision not withstanding. We know that the Slayer, sorry, Dawn, isn't gonna be much help since she's apparently gone and involved herself with the enemy. We also know that Darla, for some reason, wants Angelus to be souled again. So, the question now is... how do we use all of this to our advantage? Nutmeg's gonna be here in less than... ten hours, and I want us to at least have a *plan*, or even some *options*, before she gets here. So." He swept his gaze over them all once again. "Any ideas?" He sighed, and sank into his chair, when his question was greeted only with silence.
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Angelus grinned as his Mate twirled around before him in the long leather coat he'd picked out for her. He had known, the first time he'd seen her, even though he'd been all souled at the time, that the girl would look stunning in head-to-toe leather... that was why the soul had always been so glad that she wore those fuzzy-wuzzy clothes all the time. She'd been tempting enough as fuzzy-Willow; *leather*-Willow would have been too much for him to bear. "You like it, baby?" he growled, pulling her tightly against him and grinding his straining erection against her side.
Willow smirked slyly, leaning hard against him. "Oh, yes, my love... I adore it..." She ran her hands lightly up his silk-covered chest, grinning at the low rumble coming from his throat. "But do you?" she teased, almost laughing when he snapped his teeth shut on the air next to her ear.
"Yeah, baby..." he purred, his hands tight on her hips as he turned her to face him fully, "it looks *good* on you... Of course," he continued, his hands now sliding up her back under the coat, "It's gonna look even better on the floor of our room, but..." His fingers danced lightly over the hook-and-eye closures up the back of her corset top, "That'll have to wait a bit..."
The redhead sighed despondently. "I know..." She pulled slowly away from his glorious embrace. "After all, it's not like we can go at it right here..." She smiled slyly, slipping the long coat from her shoulders. "I mean, we're out in *public*..." she slid on tiny strap down over the point of her shoulder, as she continued backing away from him, "And people might *see* us if we..." Her hands rose to her leather-clad breasts before sliding down her torso to the waist of her pants. "Well, if we were to do *anything* here..." She grinned slightly, the fingers of one hand slowly unbuttoning the tight leather that hugged her hips. The thumb of her other hand hooked the waistband of her new pants, tugging down slightly as he growled his appreciation. "No, you're right," she said, trying to sound sorrowful as she slowly slid her zipper down, "We'll just have to *wait*..." Her fingers fiddled with her pants for a moment longer before she started to zip them up again, and she shrieked happily when he flew at her and crushed her against the wall, his hands pressing her wrists tightly to it.
"You are such a tease, my love," he purred, his grip on her wrists tightening until she whimpered happily. He bowed his head until his nose was buried in the crook of her neck, and slowly inhaled as he raised his lips to her ear. "And you smell... delicious..." He could feel himself tensing in anticipation. Oh, the times they would have... the lives they would end... his Mate was perfect, he knew... or perfect for *him*, and that's all that mattered. His lips crushed against hers, and he released her hands, his own going behind her to grip hard on her leather-covered ass as he lifted her against him. He grinned against her mouth as her legs slid around his waist and she moaned out his name.
"Angelus!" She hadn't wanted to say it, but she just couldn't help herself. He felt so good, his hard body crushing her against the shop's wall, his hands clenching repeatedly at her ass. "Baby, please..." she groaned, unable to stand the feeling of his rock hard cock pressing against her through the leather they were both wearing. She was soon pulled from her lust-induced bliss, however, by the sounds of muffled crying coming from the store room. "Angelus," she purred, pulling her lips from her Mate's, "I think we have some unfinished business, baby..."
The tall, dark-haired vampire growled slightly as his girl slid her legs down his body, but then he heard what it was that had distracted her. He wasn't sure of whether he was angry at his redhead for stopping right then, but after a moment's reflection, decided that he wasn't... after all, they had to eat sometime... "Yeah, Will... you're right..." he purred, as he released her from his grasp and let her lead him to the back. He followed her into the store room, smirking evilly as he took in the sight of the two clerks they'd left there, tied up and gagged, earlier. "So which one do *you* want, my love?" he asked slyly.
Willow grinned happily at the two girls laying on the floor. "Don't you recognize them, baby? They went to school with me... and Slutty, too, of course. That one," she said, pointing to the sobbing brunette, "Is Aura... she was a bitch like you wouldn't believe, always teasing me, talking about how I'd never have a boyfriend because I was so ugly, and dull, and stupid..." She grinned, holding him back with one hand on his arm when he would have attacked the girl for insulting her that way. "And the other one, Citronella," she indicated the blonde, "Was always saying how she'd had this guy, or that guy, and wasn't it a shame that I couldn't get *any* guy..." She smirked at her Mate when he looked at the blonde and took a quick sniff before turning amused eyes back to her.
He glanced at the blonde again, making little tssk-ing sounds with his tongue. "That's interesting, my love," he purred softly, still staring at the blonde, "Because she smells like a *virgin* to me..." He chuckled wickedly when the blonde girl turned even paler.
"I know!" Willow chirped. "Funny, isn't it?" She smiled slyly and approached her Mate, coming to a stop directly in front of him. "And *I* think," she said silkily, as her hands unbuttoned his pants and drew down his zipper, "That it would be a *shame* to let her die that way..." She slid his pants down over his ass, and lovingly caressed his enormous cock when it sprang into view. She glanced up into his surprised eyes, still grinning. "Will you do it, my love?" she asked hopefully, "Will you fuck her for me?"
Angelus knew that his eyes were wide, but he really didn't care... here was Willow, his *Mate*, asking him to take this girl's virginity! No, he corrected himself, she was asking him to *fuck* the bitch, and fuck her *hard*! He glanced again at the terrified blonde on the floor, gasping as Willow's sweet, nimble hands continued to stroke him firmly. He looked back into his redhead's eyes, seeing the anticipation there. "Fine, Will," he finally said, "But only for you..." He pressed his lips to hers, moaning deeply when her tongue slipped into his mouth, and sighed unhappily when she pulled away.
Willow grinned up at her Mate and stepped back, letting go of his throbbing cock. "Thank you, my love... I want to watch you make her *hurt*..." She turned and smirked evilly at the blonde girl, the brunette forgotten for the moment. "Now, Citronella," she said silkily, as she crouched down beside the girl, "My Mate is going to fuck you." She continued to talk as she pushed the girl's skirt up around her waist and ripped the panties from her trembling body. "And I know it's gonna hurt, probably a *lot*, because his dick is really *huge*, and you've never done this before, so I just want to say that if you feel the urge to *scream*, well... go with it! Because," she finished, untying the girl's legs and using a small spell to bind them, spread, to the floor, "I can guarantee you that *we'll* enjoy it!" She stood and took a step back, examining her handiwork. "She's ready, my love..." she purred, glancing over her shoulder with a smile for the one she loved.
Angelus groaned to himself. He couldn't believe that he was about to do this for her, but... if it would make her happy... He stepped over to the blonde girl and crouched between her legs, pushing his pants down to his knees. He might be about to fuck the girl, but he'd be damned if he was going to get completely *naked* to do it. Only the knowledge that his Mate was there, and watching, allowed him to keep his erection. The blonde reminded him too much of the mistake that had been the Slayer. That thought in mind, he smirked to himself, and leaned over the girl, supporting himself on his arms. "You know," he murmured, staring into her wide, frightened blue eyes, "You remind me of an ex of mine... and I hate her, so... enjoy!" He rubbed the head of his throbbing cock against the girl's hot, dry cunt, and once he was lined up properly, slammed himself into her, grunting when he felt her hymen tear. Of course, the small amount of blood would make things easier, and the little bit of screaming that was penetrating the gag was music to his ears... the tears rolling down the sides of her face while she uselessly shook her head 'no' were enticing as well. He pulled back quickly and rammed himself fully into her again, feeling more blood beginning to flow as he started to fuck her hard.
Willow moaned, one hand in the front of her pants, as she watched her Mate fucking the shit out of the blonde bitch. The way his hips moved, the sight of his ass clenching as he pistoned into the girl's virgin cunt... it was amazing! The only thing keeping her from total enjoyment was the fact that the gag was holding most of Citronella's screaming back. She grinned, pulling her hand from her pants as she crossed to the girl's head and crouched down beside her. Her eyes met her Mate's as he continued to slam mercilessly into the girl. "Now, Citronella," she purred, still staring into Angelus' eyes, "I thought I told you to *scream* for us..." She punctuated her last words by pulling the bit of cloth from the girl's mouth, her smile growing even wider as the piercing shrieks filled the room.
Angelus slammed even harder into the girl as her unstiffled screams filled his ears... it had been too long since he'd heard such pain and terror... and to be sharing them with his *Mate*, well... he'd have to remember to thank her later. The girl was bleeding freely now, her eyes rolled back in her head. She didn't seem to be in as much pain as he would have liked, though... after all, she had caused his Willow *years* of emotional pain, and that didn't pass as quickly as the merely physical sort. He glanced enquiringly at his redhead, grinning when he received her nod of approval, and pulled his still-throbbing cock from the blonde's bloody cunt. His smirk became more wicked when he heard her slight whimper of relief, and he repositioned her slightly before ramming himself, completely dry but for the blood, into her also-virgin asshole, his eyes gleaming delightedly as her screams began anew. Her ass was even better than her twat had been, yet it still wasn't anywhere near as good as his Mate's... *or* his childe's, but... He slammed deep into her, over and over, his eyes locked on Willow's. She was still kneeling by the girl's head, but one of her hands was deep inside the front of her pants, and he could smell the arousal rolling off of her in waves. Just the sight of her enjoying this so much was an incredible turn on for him, and he increased both the speed and intensity of his thrusts, barely noticing when the blonde girl's heart stopped beating and didn't start again. It was the sudden lack of screaming that brought her demise to his attention, and he stopped in his play. "Well, shit," he finally said, pulling his enormous hard-on from the dead girl's bloody asshole, "I think I *broke* her..." His chuckles joined the redhead's giggles as he sat back on his heels.
Willow gazed happily at his lovely form. He was just sitting there, fully clothed but for the bloody cock jutting proudly from his lap. Her hand moved a bit faster in her pants, and she moaned out loud when she came, the delicious tingling flowing through her body. "Yes, my love," she purred, crawling over the blonde girl's swiftly cooling shape, "I think you did..." She pulled him, hard, into a deep kiss, moaning when his blood-covered erection pressed against her belly. "Of course," she murmured, against his lips, "There's still *Aura* to think about..." she grinned into his eyes, smirking slightly when he sighed. "Oh, don't worry, baby, I'm not asking you to fuck her... I just think that you need to be... cleaned *off* before we feed..." She giggled at the look in his eye before standing up and drawing him to his feet beside her. She pulled the chair from the desk by the wall and dragged it over to where the other girl was laying, sobbing silently at the events she'd just witnessed. She pulled the girl from the floor and deposited her roughly in the chair.
Angelus watched, amazed, as the small redhead arranged things to her satisfaction. He was constantly discovering new depths to her depravity, and every time he did, he found himself more deeply in love with her... He went closer when she waved him over, closing his eyes when her small, strong hand once again closed around his cock. He laughed to himself when he heard the instructions she was giving the brunette girl... Aura she'd said her name was.
"Now, Aura," Willow purred, stroking her Mate with one hand while she stared directly into the frightened girl's eyes, "This is my Mate, Angelus, and your little friend was a very bad girl, playing with him, getting him all worked up, and then going and *dying* on him before he could cum... don't you think that was *bad* of her?" She giggled when the girl nodded frantically. "Well, I'm going to give you the chance to correct her mistakes... You see this?" she asked rhetorically, waving Angelus' bloody cock in her face, "Well, I'm going to let you suck it for him." She giggled again while the girl shook her head. "Yes! And you're going to do it nicely, too... no *teeth*, and none of that 'I'm just gonna sit here while he does all the work' stuff, either. You're going to be an *active* participant. And if you make him *cum*, well, then... I'll let you live." She grinned down into the girl's suddenly hopeful eyes. "Do you understand?" She nodded to herself as the bound girl indicated her grateful understanding of the offer. "Fine, then," the redhead said silkily, "I'm going to take off the gag now, but... no talking! You just get to work, and if you do your job *well*, then I won't kill you." She pulled the cloth from the girl's mouth and stepped back, grinning into her Mate's eyes as he stepped up and the girl leaned forward, taking his huge bloody erection into her mouth.
Angelus smiled at his redhead while the girl, formerly a princess of Sunnydale High, gave him some fairly good head. Her mouth was too warm, though... and she wasn't Willow, so it wasn't great. Still, he sighed, as she took him deep into her throat, she wasn't *bad*. He glanced down, watching as his thick, hard dick disappeared into the enclosure of her lips and mouth. It looked like just about all of the blood was gone, and... he moaned, thinking about what he was going to do to his Mate once they were done with this bitch... There would be pain... and pleasure, and plenty of both... for both of them! His mind turned over the various possibilities, and he finally came, with a shout, deep inside the human girl's throat. He held her head harshly to him, his cock still throbbing its last as she frantically swallowed in an effort to be able to breathe again that much sooner. Finally, when he was completely spent, he pulled his flaccid member from her loose lips, and smirked down at her while he tucked himself back in his pants and zipped them up.
Willow smiled at the girl. "Well, Aura, it looks like you actually did something *right* for once! Congratulations!"
The brunette girl turned frightened eyes on the redhead she had so enjoyed tormenting all through school. "So I... I can *go*, right?" she begged, "I mean, you said if I did it, I could go..."
The redhead shook her head sadly. "Aura, Aura, Aura... You never *were* terribly bright, were you? What I said was that *I* wouldn't kill you..." She giggled wildly, her eyes going to Angelus'. "I *never* said that my *Mate* wouldn't..." She laughed even louder as the dark-haired vampire slipped his true face on and went for the girl's throat, pulling her from the chair, and she delighted in her former tormentor's swiftly extinguished screams.
Angelus grinned, dropping the girl's drained body to the floor, and held out his hand to his Mate. "Let's get you back to our room," he purred, nuzzling into her hair when she was finally back in his arms where she belonged. "I have... *plans* for you, baby... and you still need to feed."
Willow smiled happily as they left the store, arm in arm, her new coat thrown over her shoulders. "I'll grab something to eat on the way..." she murmured, looking forward to whatever was going to happen next.
End-- Pt 5