DER WEIDEDÄMON (6/?)

The redhead shifted carefully on the bed trying not to wake the sleeping
Slayer beside her.  Cocking her head to the side, she stared curiously
at the other woman, a faint memory tugging at the back of her mind as
she continued to study the still, relaxed face before her.  'Mine?' she
wondered, the faint memory refusing to clear and focus itself in her
mind.  'Mine!' she determined after a moment, some part of her refusing
to believe otherwise.  Shifting closer the redhead took the time to
familiarize herself with the other woman, making only a slight face at
the scent of apples and cinnamon that seemed out of place on the
sleeping Slayer.

Reaching out to brush a lock of dark hair out of Faith's eyes, the
redhead frowned a bit, a mental image of the sleeping woman fighting a
large hairy creature flashing briefly through her mind.  Growling
softly, Willow edged closer not liking the confusing image much,
especially when the dark-haired woman appearing to be bleeding from a
cut to the forehead accompanied the image.  'Mine!' the redhead growled
to herself, pushing aside the unwanted image, 'she's mine!  No one hurts
my mate and lives!'  She vowed, growing more upset as other images tried
to play themselves out in her head.  Leaning closer to the sleeping
Slayer, the redhead lowered her head to Faith's tempting neck pausing to
lick at the pulse point she found there, a happy little purr forming in
her chest as she listened to the strong steady heartbeat of her mate.

Faith jerked awake immediately as the cool wet tongue licked her neck,
forcing herself to remain calm tried to take stock of the situation.
'All right Red is leaning over me... and purring,' she told herself,
unsure of what to do next.  'Furthermore Red's hand is under my shirt.
RED'S HAND IS UNDER MY SHIRT!!!  How the hell did it get there, and why
didn't I wake up soon?' she demanded, wondering why her inner Slayer
voice didn't wake her up soon.  'Great... just great, the one time that
little voice should be waking me up, it doesn't.'

'Shut up!  You like that hand there and we all know it,' Faith's inner
Slayer voice said smugly, 'now shut up and lets get Red naked!'

Willow looked into her mate's dark eyes and purred happily, her hand
wrapping itself around one of the breasts she had found after sliding it
under the Slayer's shirt.  Leaning closer, the redhead suddenly licked
Faith's nose, enjoying the slight jump from her mate in response.

"Eww, cut it out Red!" Faith groaned wiping at her nose, a mild look of
disgust on her face.  'Red just licked my nose!' she thought, unsure if
she should be grossed out or not, 'why the hell couldn't she have licked
my neck again?'

As if reading her mind, the redhead shifted her attention to Faith's
neck once more, the purring intensifying as she did.  Unsure what was
about to happen, Faith found herself arching into the hand on her
breast, her eyes wild and breath coming up short as Willow applied a
little pressure as she fondled the tempting flesh in her hand.  A moment
later, the Slayer became aware of another sensation, this one centered
on her neck, as the redhead bite into her with teeth that were much too
sharp.  'Red bit me!' Faith's mind screamed, her eyes fluttered as a
strange sensation began to build inside.   Strangely Faith's Slayer's
instincts and reflexes didn't kick in, as they usually did whenever
something was gnawing on her neck.  Instead her inner Slayer voice was
calm, nearing purring itself as the redhead nipped and licked at her
neck.  'She's marking us as hers... so shut up and don't mess it up,'
her inner Slayer voice nearly growled, 'we get to mark her later.'  It
vowed, even as Faith found herself running a hand up Willow's back to
settle at the base of her skull to help hold the redhead in please.
"Mine!" she found herself growling, as the little redhead pulled away
from her neck to look into her eyes.

Staring intently into feral green eyes, "What the hell... I'll figure it
out later," she said to herself, gently pulling Willow down for a kiss,
using her strength to flip over to get her little redhead beneath her.
'Mine!' she growled again to herself, before slipping her own hands
under a shirt to get a hold of two tempting breasts that have been
taunting her dreams for years.

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Meanwhile, down the hall -

"I'll stake him!" Cordelia growled, staring into her mate's eyes in
disbelief.  "You're telling me... that little bleached pervert was
watching us in the shower!"

Grinning calmly at his agitated mate setting in his lap, "We both were
baby... you two were just too hot not to watch."

"Y-you both watched?" Cordelia questioned in a small voice, remembering
exactly what they were doing in that shower for so long.  "You saw us?"
She gulped, wondering how her vampire lover was going to react to the
whole thing.

"Oh yeah," Angel purred, his demon moving forward eagerly as the images
replayed themselves in his mind.

"You're not mad." The seer said, after a moment, noting the arousal in
her lover's eyes.

"Mad?" Angel questioned in disbelief, "how can I be mad about the show
you two put on?  Hell you were lucky you were allowed to finish with
just the three of you in the shower.  I wanted nothing more then to join
you... claim both of you as mine and fuck you both into
unconsciousness.   I still might, once we figure out what's wrong with
Willow... would you like that?  Having another mate to play with?"

Cordelia found herself growing wet as her mate went on to describe all
the things he planed to do to both of them once Willow was back to
herself and willing to join them.  "What about Faith and Spike?" she
asked, knowing that the Slayer, at least, would probably put up a fuss,
recalling the long nights in the Library during High School where Faith
would secretly watch the hacker when she thought the others weren't
looking.

"We'll talk." Angel replied with a chuckle, knowing that it would take
much for them all to be willing to share, if handled properly.

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Same time: Giles' Flat -

"Oh dear," Rupert Giles said, a cold fist gripping itself around his
heart as he read the spell he was almost positive Ethan had been
conducting.  Closing the book and rising to his feet, he was nearly to
the door when it opened revealing his own Slayer and the others arriving
from the Kelly Street Mansion.  Without a word the Watcher shouldered
past the group, one hand digging into his pocket for his car keys.
"Please god... let me get there in time," he prayed silently, climbing
into his vehicle and gunning the engine to life, only mildly jumping
when he was joined wordlessly by his Slayer.

"So... where are we going?"  Buffy demanded, steadying herself against
the dashboard with one hand as Giles peeled out of the driveway.

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