Rating: NC-17 eventually
Pairing: Willow/Other, Willow/Spike/Angel
Disclaimer: BtVS & AtS belong to Joss Weldon and Mutant Enemy. I am just barrowing them, so please don't sue. I'm very, very, broke. lyrics by Janet Jackson
Distribution: Blood Red Roses, Adult Willow Spike, anyone else who want it take it just let me know when her knew home is.
Summery: Willow finds out a terrible secret that led to heartbreak and sorrow.
Dedication: This is to Diana, who is always an inspiration, and to all the fans that know how to send feedback.
Author Notes: Alternate Universe, most of season 4 BtVS and two of AtS happened. Spike is Angel's child because like most I refuse to acknowledge otherwise.
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~Part: One~
Willow walked down the street away from the university, dried evidence of tears on her face. ‘ I thought that she was my friend, so how could she do this to me? But it takes two to tango and Oz sure was not about to fight her off. But to make it worse, to top the icing on the cake Giles, Xander, and Anya knew about it. Not that I would expect Anya to care but well she was the Patron Saint of Scorned Women. Poor Riley, being pulled along like this.’
Willow continued think about what she had witnessed less then an hour ago. She was outside the dorm making her way to their room when she heard her friends voices come from their open window. They were talking about Xander and Anya finding Buffy and Oz in bed together, after figuring that Willow would not be able to handle the truth, the others agreed to keep a secret for Willow's sake.
Willow stood there for the longest time not believing it was true till the rest of the gang left leaving Buffy and Oz in the room. Then she got an even worse shock as Willow watched her best friend and boyfriend coupling in her bed of all places. The redhead started to feeling ill, betrayed, angry.
True the pain was great, but at that point it was drowned in her anger. Willow continued walking aimlessly through the darkened streets of Sunnydale. As she past Atlans St. she heard a scream coming from the cemetery nearby. With out so much as a thought Willow immediately pulled a stake from her bag and ran toward the cemetery. She rushed through the thick foliage to a much older part of the cemetery following the female cries. Finally she came to the edge of a very small clearing.
There in the clearing stood a group of vampires. Six of them were surrounding a girl about Willow's age, she barely recognized the girl from school. The girl tried to fight the vampire, however it only fueled his anger causing him to increase his violent assault. The petite brunette girl's eyes meet Willow’s. They held fear, pain, and a plead for help. Unfortunately, Willow’s presence was detected by the undead at the same moment. Willow got into her best fighting stance as the first moved toward her.
Willow held off her assailants well but it was not long before she was easily restrained. Willow quickly found herself harshly thrown to the ground next to the girl. She knew even before one of the vampires straddled her body and ripped away her clothes that she would suffer a similar fate.
The vampires took their turns with both the girls, while the others cheered them on. Each tried to outdo the other's torturing their victims and making them scream. The vampires laughed and cheered as if they where watching a football game and their team got a point with each scream.
After they had all violated each girl they stood around the two balled up women deciding their fate. After much debate about who might get which girl one had an idea and spoke up.
"These whores are tight, I say we keep them for a while." He suggested after they all agreed the one who spoke picked Willow up while another picked up her fellow victim.
They walked down the street heading for their lair discussing all the new potential plans they had for the two girls. As they moved closer to their destination the one holding Willow began to swear.
"Damn!" He said loudly catching the attention of his companions.
"What's up man?" Another asked his friend curiously. The one who had sworn grinned maliciously.
"When I was fucking the little redhead, I smelled something on her. I didn't place it till now, but now that I have, I know who she is. She is the Slayer's friend. The redheaded witch." They all looked at the redhead for the longest time realizing it was true the laughed even harder. Willow started losing consciousness. The last thing she heard was the vampire carrying her speak.
"This is goanna be fun."
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Six Months Later:
Willow laid in the king sized bed that she and Jade shared in their room connected to the master's. She remembered the day they were given the room by their master. It had been shortly after he had broken both the girls turning them into submissives. The minions plan had not turned out as they had expected. The Master had confiscated both girls as soon as the minions had entered the lair. Willow and her companion Jade became the Master’s special pets. They had lived longer then the many they had seen come and go over the passing months.
The night the lair became their new home Willow and Jade had been marked off limits. No one was permitted to touch them unless they were to be severely punished. Some of these punishments were order’s by the master for the girl’s to be raped or beaten of sometimes even both by the minions while the master watched.
It wasn’t as if the Master had not taken his pleasure of torturing them himself quite often, but sometimes he liked to watch. He also knew that it was even more humiliation for them to be assaulted by the others, which was often done in the public of the main room. Their punishments were entertainment for the minions. But in the end the other's knew that Willow and Jade where the masters pets.
Willow recalled the evening before when the master turned her. He had become more occupied with Willow then with Jade. This had made Willow happy only because it gave Jade time to heal. However Jade was not there, which meant the Master had her. This was dangerous for the Master had grown tired of Jade lately and Willow feared for her life. The Master hadn’t turned Jade and Willow guesses he didn’t planned on doing so.
Willow shook her head as a wave of dizziness came over her. Things where so cloudy now, images were hard to hold onto anymore, most everything she thought never made since anymore. Willow could no longer fully grasp reality. She had tried to fight for so long but her mind fought back often leaving her in a state of hallucinations. Even her dream held no peace but were her enemy battling her will.
The redhead doubled over as her first hunger pain moved through her body. She was sidetracked from the pain when she heard the door unlock. She watched as the door of her room opened. One of the usual minions stepped into the room with Jade in his arms. Willow jumped up from the bed, something was wrong. She moved toward the minion with the girl in his arms. Jade’s heart was beating very slowly. The minion sneered at Willow’s distress.
"The master grew tired of her, he said you could have her as your first meal, but tomorrow you hunt or you starve." He growled as he dropped Jade on the floor in front of Willow and waited for her to feed.
Willow dropped to her knees and looked down at the beautiful woman in her lap. Jade had been her only friend for the last half a year and she had been thrown at Willow as a common meal. Her demon raged possessively that any of them including her master had dared harm what she and her demon considered hers. Her master had truly underestimated her. He miscalculated all of this, he had not even come to see her himself, he did not know that she still had her soul somehow.
They all just thought she was a normal new fledgling ready to guzzle the first blood offered to her. Willow decided she wanted to rip out the minions throat instead. She was about to move herself in a pounce to attack her victim when Jade’s hand grabbed hers tenderly. Jade’s eye’s were bright and shine even near death as they gazed up into the eyes of the redhead. She barely whispered Willow’s name causing the redhead to more closer to Jade’s mouth to hear her better. When Jade repeated herself Willow gasped in shock realizing what she was saying.
"Drink me Willow. Please.” Jade pleaded in pain.
"I can't." Willow moaned sadly caressing the side of Jade’s face.
Jade smiled up at the beautiful vampiress holding her so gently. She knew that it must have been so hard for Willow to do as she asked. Jade didn’t want to make it difficult for Willow, but it was important for her to do this task before Jade died this night.
"Willow you must, for inside me I carry a strong power. I never had a chance to learn anything in our current situation, but you will. If you don't except this, the power will die with me and that can‘t happen." Jade implored in a whisper.
"The master has drunk from you freely, why does he not have it?" Willow asked in confusion.
"Because it must be given freely, in love." Green eyes met hazel eyes before Jade kissed Willow with all her passion.
Willow looked up at the minion and growled. She stood up after gently placing Jade’s head on a pillow on the floor. The redhead walked toward the vampire and kissed him suggestively before speaking.
"Can you give us a few minuets, don't worry she will be dead before you return." Willow purred silkily.
The vampire grinned widely as he grabbed Willow’s ass pulling her to him and kissing her brutally before speaking.
"Very well.” He replied while exiting the room. “But I’ll be back later for you payment.” He said slyly.
As soon as the minion left Willow immediately picked Jade up and placed her gently onto the bed. Willow ran her fingers through the beautiful girl’s hair as she stared into jade’s eyes lovingly. She moved her other hand smoothly over the brunette’s skin.
"I will make sure that pleasure is the last thing you feel before you die." With that Willow began to make good on her promise.
Willow kissed Jade fiercely moving her hands over the girl’s breast. Willow’s lips trailed down Jade’s body as did her hands gently exploring the female beneath her. Willow smiled when the girl moaned, happy that she could show Jade pleasure after so mush pain.
The redhead worked Jade’s pink nipples with ease and grace giving Jade as much comfort as possible. Her hand found the brunette’s core entering her gently as her mouth moved further down Jade’s gorgeous form trailing heat in her path. Jade’s heartbeat increased slightly as she began to pant. She whimpered in pleasure when Willow’s mouth found her heat. Willow could smell Jade’s arousal thick in the air and knew the girl was nearing orgasm.
“Willow!!!” Jade screamed out with all the strength she could muster from her weakened body.
Willow moved back up Jade’s body allowing the girl to calm after her powerful orgasm. She kissed Jade passionately again.
“I love you Jade.” Willow breathed with emotion.
Jade looked into Willow’s eyes and smiled. She knew how much Willow loved her. She didn’t need Willow to prove it. The proof was undeniably in the redhead’s beautiful green orbs.
“I love you to Willow. I will always love you.” Jade said holding Willow’s hand over the girl’s shallow heartbeat.
As gently as possible Willow brushed Jade’s lips with her own. She slowly moved down to the girl’s neck stopping over the pulse point. Willow felt pure heat radiate from Jade’s body as she sank her fangs into the girl’s sensual neck. She felt Jade’s life essence move through her body and roared. When Jade’s heart slowed to a stop Willow stopped. She held Hade in her arms as the massive power flowed through Willow’s veins.
As Willow began learning what she could about her new found power she heard the door unlock. Willow hurried out of the bed toward the door as the minion walked in smirking evilly.
"The Master had a sudden emergency and said he was disappointed not to be able to see you during such an important time. He also said that he will be away for some time but will try to hurry home to his new and improved whore. I have been given the job of taking care of you and teaching you till his return. In return for the inconvenience he said that I could reward myself with you body." The minion growled dominantly as he leered over her body suggestively.
The minion walked over to Willow grabbing her by the hair viscously. Willow let him pull her into the brutal kiss. The minion figured Willow would easily submit which was obviously why he was so unprepared. Willow yanked the minion’s head back hard roughly. She sinking her fangs into his throat before ripping it out and snapping his neck. He didn't even have the chance to scream before his body crumbled into a pile of dust.
Once out of her room it was easy to escape the lair. Willow made her way to her house. She knew she could still enter the home because her parents gave it to her before they decided to travel indefinably. Willow moved through the house to her room. Pulling a suitcase and carryall bag from under her bed she packed her few important possessions. After finishing her packing she got her laptop and walked back down stairs with her belongings.
Willow walked threw the kitchen to a cabinet where she pulled out a small cooler. She filled it with the remaining blood she had kept around for Angel and Spike when they dropped by. Willow left one bag out still hungry. She drained it quickly straight from the bag before leaving.
Willow made a quick stop at the bank just before it closed. She closed out her bank accounts much to the regret of the bank president. After doing so she got into her car and drove away. Willow watched as she saw the Leaving Sunnydale sign. As she did she decided where she would go from their. Nothing definite just a start. A tear however rolled down her face as she drove away from her home, her past, and her life. She had nothing now but herself and her memory of jade.
"Goodbye Sunnyhell."
~Part: Two~
"Damn Wanker." Spike mumbled as he made his way down the street smoking a cigarette. "Always has to pull the right of Sire on me."
Spike made his way across the city heading toward one of their usual butchers for some new blood. He was angry with his Sire for using not only blood but also the Sire-Childe blood bond to keep Spike in check. Now he a master vampire the Big Bad no less was reduced to errand boy.
Spike continued his grumbling as he walked through a less pleasant part of the city. He had just lit a cigarette when a scream, defiantly feminine, erupted into the night air. Spike rushed into the direction of the sound hearing a masculine voice cry out in agony. Spike ended up in a darkened ally as he heard a woman with a eerily familiar voice begin shouting.
"Don't. Don't you touch me, no one touches Cat." Spike heard the woman scream as he finally stumbled onto the scene.
There in the darkness of the dead end ally a vampiress stood over a man draining his life from his body. Spike knew the man was already dead as he pulled the redhead off of him. When he saw her face Spike gasped in recognition. At first he thought he might be dreaming or hallucinating, anything but the truth that was staring him in the face. Spike’s undead heart broke at the loss of innocence before him.
"Red?" He finally asked staring at the vampiress‘s beautiful face.
Willow looked at the blond before her with a blank stare far to similar to Drusilla’s. He saw her eyes flash as Willow’s game face emerged. A cruel smile spread across her face.
"Red, red as blood falling from the sky, their blood shall wash it clean." Willow said laughing before her whole mood changed and she attacked Spike.
Spike was unprepared for the redhead’s attack but quickly gained balance and started blocking her blows. Spike didn’t want to hurt her but knew that something was very wrong, something more then Willow being a vampire. He moved fast to catch both of her wrist. Spike was startled when Willow let out a blood-curdling scream. Willow fell silent for only a moment before she looked at him with such hatred and began to rage.
"Let go of me, don't touch me. Get the fuck away from me or so help me I will rip you open and play with your insides." She said as she started to fight harder.
Spike didn’t know what else to due to calm the frantic redhead. So he grabbed Willow by the neck and squeezed it till she lost consciousness. As the redhead fell into his arms Spike lifted her to his arm and headed back to to the direction from which he came going back to the apartment, he and the rest of the LA Gang shared. He cursed himself for ever leaving his redhead. The damn wolf had to come back and force Willow out of his life. He knew on thing however, whatever was wrong he would help the beautiful vampiress in his arms.
“Pet, everything will be ok.”
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Spike walked up to the apartment quickly using his key to open the door. When he walked his he found Angel, Cordelia and Wesley looking at a map they had spread out on the dining room table. Spike knew Angel knew he there. Without even looking up Angel asked him a question.
"Get the blood my boy?" Angel asked Spike in expectation.
Spike walked further into the room.
"That will have to wait." Spike said causing all eyes to turn to him and the girl in his arms.
Everyone was frozen in shock as they recognized the identity of the limp body in Spike’s arms. Spike’s eyes meet his Sire’s as knowledge dawned on the older vampire. Before he could speak Cordelia came out of her shock.
"Oh, Gods it Willow." Said Cordelia.
"She's a vampire." Angel announced for the benefit of his two human associates.
Both looked up at Angel in surprise before turning their attention to Spike for silent conformation. When he did not disagree they gasped.
“Oh no.” Cordelia cried.
"Dear Lord." Said Wesley.
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Willow woke with a splitting headache, which wasn’t unusual lately. 'What the hell happened?' Willow asked herself as she opened her eyes she found that she did not know where she was or how she got there. She found that someone had taken meticulous care in cleaning and dressing her in unfamiliar clean clothes. She finally decided that in order to find out what was going on she’d have to get up out of the ever so comfortable bed. She grabbed a pillow hugging it for a moment simply procrastinating. As she held it close to her body she caught a very familiar scent but could not put her finger on who it was.
Finally dragging herself out of bed Willow made her way to the bedroom door. From the hallway she began following the voices to the kitchen. Willow was surprised to find Spike, Angel, Cordelia, and Wesley talking about her. With this knowledge she finally traced the scent to Spike and deducted that she had been in his room. Cordelia was the first to see her.
"W-w-willow." The brunette asked unsure of how the redhead might act after Spike told them what had happened the previous evening.
Willow saw everyone’s attention turn At this everyone turned toward her. Willow walked into the kitchen slowly and cautiously. Willow just made her way to the empty chair in between Spike and Angel as she dropped down into it a wave of pain from her headache increasing. She was vaguely aware when she felt Angel touch her hand, pain slammed into her with such force she inhaled sharply. Immediately Willow screamed at the top of her lungs yanking her hand away from the shocked and confused vampire.
"Don't touch me!!!” The redhead shouted jumping from her chair shaking violently.
Her sudden actions startled the other people occupying the room. Angel backed away from the petite vampiress to give her some space. He could smell her fear overpowering the room. Looking to his Childe he noticed that Spike was very angry. Angel knew that Spike was not angry at him, but at whoever hurt Willow to cause such fear with her friends. Angel looked back at the panicking redhead who was taking fast unnecessary breaths and sighed sympathetically.
"I'm sorry Willow." Angel said simply for lack of really knowing what to say.
Angel’s apology seemed to calm Willow down, she sat back down in the chair, seeming to become more observant of her surroundings. Spike walked over to her careful not to touch her as he set a mug in front of her. Willow looked down at the mug staring at it quietly. Finally she picked it up and smelled it. When she realized it was pigs blood Willow gave a look of distaste. Her hunger however was so overwhelming that she drank it anyway with a slight gag.
The room had been silent as Willow drank the blood, even Spike wondered
if he could ever get use to Willow drinking blood. Everyone stayed silent
waiting for Willow to sat or do something. When she simply remained silent
as if no one else was in the room Angel finally decided to speak.
"Willow who did this to you?" Angel asked gently making sure to move his chair to keep her space.
"Pain." Willow replied softly as her body trembled.
"What?" Angel asked in obvious confusion which was shared by the other people in the room.
"The screams in vain, from delicious pain, makes Master happy." She said in a sing-songy voice before giggling.
Angel shuttered as he looked fearfully to the small group of people. When Spike had explained what he witnessed he said something about Willow sounding mad. Spike was right, she did sound like Dru. Angel’s heart ached for the beautiful woman before him.
"You think I'm insane." Willow whimpered running her hand through her hair rather compulsively.
Angel only moved his chair a little closer feeling that Willow was becoming accustomed to his presence. He however in no way reached for her. He looked at the woman he had known in Sunnydale. Willow had always made him and Spike feel welcome and cared about. Now here she was possibly struggling with madness and he’d be damned if they weren’t going to help her through it.
"I don't know what‘s going on, but I don‘t think your insane Willow. Can you tell us what happened?" Angel asked her again.
Willow wasn’t sure if she could. So many thing, so many secrets, so much shame. She knew she couldn’t look at Spike or Angel and tell them everything. If she did, she’d never be able to look at them again. Finally she decided to tell them only the basics.
Willow told them about Buffy and Oz, about her friends and how she had spent six months as a pet at the hands of a vampire. When it was over she looked into each face. Willow was surprised not to find pity, but anger, love and friendship. Willow wanted to cry but she simply had no more tears left in her at the moment.
"I'm sorry if I acted crazy, it's just sometimes things get confusing and it's hard to think straight. It‘s like I can‘t see between reality and fantasy. And sometimes I-I hear things." Willow said nervously.
"It's alright, we are here for you, Pet.” Spike said.
Willow looked Spike over ending with his eyes. The cold crystal orbs she once knew were replaced with worry, concern, even love. Willow wanted to scream, run, cry even attack. Anything to stop that truth. Because as far as she was concerned Willow didn’t deserve him and after what she had done she never would.
"Thanks." Willow sighed quickly averting her eyes before turning back to the room.
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Spike woke up the moment he felt the redhead stir next to him. He sat up looking down at her he could smell her fear overpowered the room. It was the kind of fear that he and Angelus use to feed off of during their time as The Scourge. This caused both he and his demon such fury.
Spike was stunned when suddenly he found himself straddled by the redhead. Her demon vise emerged. Willow removed the silk belt from the robe next to the bed side table. She tied his hands tightly and with expert ease to the headboard. Spike could have broken the restraints quite easily, but he knew that somehow she need this.
Spike watched as she pulled the oversized shirt she was wearing over her head. Spike inhaled sharply. Willow could not have been more exquisite she then she had been at that moment. Exposed and sensual, Spike stared at her porcelain skin in awe. She was perfect a jewel like no other. He wanted nothing more then to take her right there. But with the skill and power of the masher vampire he was Spike controlled himself. Willow needed to be in complete control.
Willow crushed Spike’s mouth punishing his lips erotically. She clawed her hands from his wrist down his arms and further down his body. Her lips brushed the contours of his face before journeying southward. He eyes meet his as she trailed her mouth to one of his nipples. Willow kissed the s=sensitive skin before nipping playfully. She gave his other similar attention. Spike growled as she moved even further don his body nearing his erection.
When Willow came to his pants button she smiled mischievously before she placed it between her teeth and biting, Willow spit the button across. She then moved to his zipper pulling it down with her teeth. Spike moaned. Willow then quickly rid him of his pants. She gazed lustfully at his large throbbing member, liking her lips. Then to Spike’s shock and pleasure Willow took him all in her mouth. Spike felt as if he would burn up as she continued to attend to him.
Spike rode the waves of pleasure Willow induced in him. He growled absently when he felt her mouth leave his member. Willow quickly silenced him as her lips crushed his in a demanding kiss. He tasted himself of her soft lips.
Willow growled in triumph as she suddenly impaled herself with his erection. Willow rode Spike hard growling as both thrusting harder and faster. Willow and Spike’s coupling became even more animalistic as their climax grew in unison. Panting, moaning and growling filled the room. Moments later he felt her fangs pierce the flesh of his neck, as she bare hers for him, so he bit her as well. This intimate act of sharing drove both over the edge their orgasms ravaging them.
Willow dropped down on top of him growling before snuggling on his chest. He was pretty sure at that point she was more animal then human. Spike didn‘t dare move, nor asked her to move, he simply closed his eyes, as did she. However he waited for her to fall a sleep noticing she still wore her demon vise. When he was sure she had fallen asleep, he spoke softly.
"I love you Red."
~Part: Three~
Angel, Cordelia and Wesley made their way to Spike's room wondering why neither him nor Willow had waken yet. Knocking to see if either was a wake before they waited. When no reply came Angel opened the door. The trio walked in and gasped in surprise. There before them was a very naked Spike tied to the bed with an equally nude Willow asleep on top of him cuddled into his chest.
"Spike and Willow, who'd have thought." Said Cordelia finally breaking the silence.
Angel had an idea of what happened the previous night and why. He turned to the two people with him, needing them away from the scene to sort it out. It was a vampire thing and they simply wouldn’t understand.
"Go downstairs, we'll be down soon." Angel told his friends.
They were reluctant and quite bewilder but quickly decided Angel probably knew more about what was going on then they did. After they left Angel swiftly closed the door. After he did he turned to meet Spike’s eyes.
"Sire." Spike purred.
Angel growled as his body became tight with need for not only the beautiful redhead, but also his favorite Childe. Spike laid there tied to the bed in all his nude glory vulnerable and submissive. How much Angel had missed his beautiful Child. He shook his head to gain control of the lush the situation caused.
"Spike." Angel said moving toward Spike and Willow..
Angel was about to try to wake up the sleeping redhead when he suddenly found himself thrown onto the bed next to Spike. Angel found himself straddled by the gloriously nude Willow her green eyes flashing gold. Willow's hands were everywhere ravaging his skin setting Angel‘s body on fire. It took all of Angel's strength to regain composure and resist the redhead.
Angel moved to gently move Willow off of him. Having every intention of calming the situation so they could talk. Willow‘s eyes flashed in the most unique way., the most beautiful gold with bright emerald flecks. Unexpectedly however his arms flew to the bed, a similar position to Spike’s, and would not budge. Willow grinned in triumph before she lowered her body and kissed him possessively.
"Mine." She growled moving her hands over Angel’s chest.
She ripped his shirt open sending buttons flying. Willow ran her hands over Angel’s bare flesh appreciatively. Willow began trailing her lips over his neck to his nipples flicking them with her tongue. Angel turned his eyes to meet Spike who was obviously aroused and grinning widely.
"Looks like you're about to be claimed Mate." Spike said as he watched Willow dominate his sire.
Spike was still tied to the bed; he refused to move till Willow gave him permission. He watched as his Sire lost the battle of trying to reason with Willow and finally giving in to the pleasure she provided. Spike was surprised that he didn’t feel angry or jealous with Willow claiming Angel. It just felt right. Next to Willow Angelus had always been Spike’s love even more so then Dru. Spike wanted his Sire and lover back. Spike felt for the first time in a long time that he could be complete.
Spike gazed on as Willow worked her magic on Angel’s body molding him with her passion. She took less care in his pants as she simply ripped them from Angel’s body. Willow admired his thickness before licking it teasingly. She tormented Angel with the slow ease of her mouths talent. Angel threw his head back and moaned at the feeling of liquid heat spread through him. With supernatural speed he found her tight sex had replaced her mouth. Angel gasped at the power of Willow’s thrust as she rode him hard toward climax.
Willow kissed Angel fiercely before grabbing his head and yanking it hard baring his neck. She sank her fangs deep into it as she pushed his lips to her own. Orgasm over powered him as his fangs found her neck. The bond began to form.
“Mine.” She growled possessively before getting off the dark vampire.
Angel felt the power holding his arms disappear as he watched Willow move to Spike and rip the belt from his wrist. Angel suddenly felt compelled to sit up and move closer to his Childe. Willow was behind Spike moving him into sitting position. She held Spike’s waist as she brought her other hand around his neck. Willow cut I thin line there before moving Spike’s head back into thee crook of her neck.
She rubbed her hand under Spike’s chin while grabbing Angel by the back of the neck. Willow pulled him forward to his Childe’s pale column where she had drawn blood. The scent of Spike’s blood overwhelmed Angel’s senses. Angel grabbed Spike’s neck gently as he sank his fangs into his Childe.
Willow moved up to the head of the bed and sat there. Spike looked over to his redhead. She simply growled. Spike knew what she wanted. Spike reached for his Sire for the first time since he had been cursed. He muzzled Angel’s neck for a moment before biting him. Spike heard the faintest moan escape Angel’s lips. Spike moved up and kissed his Sire brutally.
Angel was shocked when Spike kissed him. He had dreamed it so many times but it finally happened. He heard Willow growl. Angel knew Willow wanted them to mate. Angel looked into Spike’s eyes, there he found passion, love and lust. Spike wanted it as much as Angel did. But Angel also knew that deep down Spike was afraid, afraid of being hurt again.
“Spike, I promise I will never leave you again. This is forever.” Angel said addressing his Childe’s fear.
That was all it took. Spike reached for his Sire’s body, remembering how he enjoyed being pleased. Willow looked on smiling as her two mated completed the circle. They needed each other as much as she needed then and they needed her. They would all be mates now and that’s exactly how she wanted it.
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Spike and Angel made their way downstairs they found their two friend sitting in the kitchen waiting for them. Both looked very nervous and completely confused. When Cordelia and Wesley saw the two vampires walk into the kitchen they jumped up from their chair and rushed toward them.
"Angel what the hell happened up there? We heard… fuunnnyy… noises." Cordelia said uncertainly.
Angel looked over to Wesley and watched the ex-watcher’s eyes grow wide as he noticed the twin bite marks on the vampires necks. Before Angel could say anything Wesley spoke.
"She claimed you both." Said Wesley in astonishment.
Everyone was shocked at his insight including Willow who was standing in the doorway. She smiled brightly at the man as she began clapping.
"How very perceptive Wesley you're much more intelligent then I have previously gave you credit for." Willow purred silkily.
"Well thank you, I think." Wesley said as color crept up his neck.
Willow moved into the room walking over to Spike she kisses him. After a long moment she turned to Angel and gave him the same treatment. The redhead moved to the table where she seen three mugs of blood. She picked up two handing them to her lovers before taking the third and downing the contents. Willow made a face, she really did hate animal blood.
"I have to leave for a little bit." She said finally.
Both Spike and Angel shot their heads toward Willow. Both men moved over toward her.
"Where are you going?" Asked Spike as he slipped his arm around her waist.
"To get my things and check out of the motel. Unless you want me to stay there and be away from you two on them long lonely nights" The redhead said with a grin.
Angel and Spike looked at each other. Both knew that Angel had to lead the mission of finding a potentially bad demon. And neither of them wanted Willow out of their sight in the city till they could find away to help her control the madness that threatened to take her over. The logical thing to do was send Spike with her.
"I'm coming with you Luv." Said Spike before downing him mug of blood also.
Willow knew that they were worried about her. Hell she could understand why, with the way she was acting lately. She sighed heavily before kissing Spike on the cheek. She moved to do the same to Angel before heading toward the door. She looked back at Spike.
"Well come on." Willow said with a smile.
***************
Willow and Spike walked through the dark streets of LA toward the Sunset Motel. After entering the redheads room Spike was surprised to see just how much stuff the redhead had in the little motel room. Besides a few things he remembered from Sunnydale she also had a lot of clothes and some very nice weapons. At first he wondered how they would get all of Willow’s belongings back to the apartment. Spike figured they would have to go back and get Angel's car then come back. He was surprised when Willow told him she had a car and a nice one at that.
Willow quickly packed her belonging. After everything was put back into the car Willow and Spike went in the office and checked Willow out of the room. Then she and Spike got in Willow’s limousine tinted electric blue Camero ragtop. The duo quickly made their way back to the apartment. After arriving Willow and Spike grabbed some of Willow’s belonging and headed into the building. As they came to the door of the apartment Spike was startled. Willow dropped her bags and screamed before grabbing her head then falling to the ground in a dead faint.
Dropping the bags Spike rushed over to the unconscious redhead. As he knelt over her the door opened and he found Angel, Wesley, and Cordelia beside him. Spike made his way inside with Angel heading toward Spike's bedroom. A very confused Wesley and Cordelia picked up the boxes and bags from the hallway and brought them inside.
Angel and Spike sat beside Willow on the bed. They had tried to wake her and she just would not wake up. Willow began to whimper capturing their attention. Both vampires stared down mystified by the situation. Willow rubbed her hands over her body roughly as she threw her head back and forth. Both vampires could smell her fear and desire rise. The scent became overwhelming and thick in the air. Suddenly Willow rose straight up in the bed. Her eyes were open looking toward both the vampires. Angel and Spike knew she was seeing right through them. With quickness the fear overpowered her desire and Willow let out a blood-curdling scream. Then she fell back into the bed. Spike and Angel shared a confused look.
"What in bloody hell just happened?"
~Part: Four~
Willow looked around as the edges of her surroundings sharpened. She began to walk forward toward some light far in the distance. Her long elegant blood red and black dress flowed around her with the gentle breeze. Images of her time in hell as she called it flashed around her as thunder crashed loudly in the sky. The voices she often heard began to whisper in her ear the dangers of going forward. But Willow kept toward the light ignoring their warnings.
Willow felt the wind pick up in warning before abruptly she felt fingers grip her arm roughly. She was pulled around violently to face her Master. As soon as the recognition register Willow immediately shrunk back into her submissive state. He grinned before kissing her harshly. Her Master threw her down however instead of hitting the floor she landed on his ever so familiar bed. He divested Willow quickly making rages of her dress. Willow felt his hands and mouth everywhere as he began clawing her flesh and kissing her roughly.
Willow struggled fighting as hard as she could, her body swiftly betraying her. He pried her legs open placing his body between them. The Master’s cloths melted away before Willow’s eyes. He pinned her arms above her head with one hand, while pulling her by the hair forcing her face him. Her master grinned as the scent of Willow’s body betrayed her to him. Still Willow struggled as he kissed her forcefully biting her lip as he thrust into her violently. Willow whimpered as the pain moved up her sex and into her body. It was not long though before her whimpers was replaced by moans. His grin widened at this.
"See my little Pet, I told you, you are mine." Her master said as his thrusts became faster, deeper and more violent.
Their desire grew together until he bit her molding her to him as they both came at the same time. When he was done her Master moved off of Willow. She turned away from him disgusted not only with him but herself as well. She gasped in shock as she saw Jade, Angel, and Spike's battered bodies strung up in front of the bed. Before her eyes Angel and Spike started to crumble before they suddenly exploded. She screamed in anguish as the loss of her Mates.
"Did you really think that I could let them live, when you put them before me in your heart?" Her Master asked laughing cruelly.
Willow was vaguely aware of him touching her body. She was sure he was planning on taking her again. She tried to pull away as he started groping her body. Finally she became aware of She became aware of someone whispering her name. Willow turned her head up to find Jade staring at her. Tears filled Willow’s eyes as the beautiful woman gazed at her with such love and compassion.
"Remember my gift, who is really the Master Cat." Were her last words before she melted into a puddle of blood.
It was all too much watching all three of the people she loved more then life itself die. Rage filled Willow's body consuming her rapidly. She turned back to her Master and stared him in the eye as she focused her emotions. Suddenly she threw it at him, pure undiluted rage. The intensity of the power knocking him off the bed. Pushing him over roughly Willow straddled the master quickly grabbing him by the neck in a vise like grip she growled at him.
"Master's been naughty." Willow drawled in a childish voice.
"Fuck you, Bitch." He spat as her preparing to strike.
Willow knew he was planning something and did not want to wait to figure out what. So with no further wait Willow squeezed his neck till she heard a satisfying crack. She watched as her master crumbled into dust and grinned wide before finally speaking.
"Cat's the Master now."
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Willow began to stir, her found her normal pain of waking up slightly dulled. She became aware of the two bodies against hers. Willow opened her eyes to find Angel and Spike snuggled against her protectively. As she detangled herself from her two mates she felt both hands tighten on her. She rubbed the enduringly.
“I’m ok, and feeling a lot better.” She whispered instantly feeling the hands loosen.
Once out of bed Willow rummaged through her stuff yet to be put away. Finding the clothes she wished to wear Willow turned toward the bathroom to take a long hot shower.
Everyone sat the kitchen table. Their attention moved toward the doorway when they heard the clicking of shoes from the stairs. Spike grabbed the mug of blood from the microwave ready to give it to Willow when she entered. No one was prepared when Willow entered the kitchen. The group was stunned into silence their mouths dropped in shock at her attire.
She stood there before them a glorious sight to behold. Willow wore a pair of black leather hip-huggers skin light till they flared slightly from the knee down. She also wore a black velvet halter top that tied around the neck and went into a V-shape at her belly button. The incredibly sexual outfit molded perfectly to her body. Willow finished off with matching slave bracelets on both her upper arms and a claw like device on her hand, all made of silver.
Her hair was straight crimson. Two black wooden chopsticks held it all up on the back of her head except that which framed her face. Willow’s make up was well applied. Her eyes and lips were lined in black. She wore a tasteful tint of red eye shadow and a coat of blood red lipstick cover her lips. She put her Doppelganger Land double to shame.
"Where ya going Luv." Spike asked not quite sure he wanted to let her out of the apartment in the outfit.
"Bar hopping, wanna have some fun. Bored.” Willow replied grabbing money and her ID stuffing them in her strapless bra before grabbing her keys.
"We're going." Both men said in unison as they move forward.
Spike handed Willow the mug and watched her drink it as Angel grabbed their coats. She down it just as he returned. Willow collected her black duster similar to Spike’s yet more feminine.
"Well come on then." Willow said heading toward the door.
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The trio had hopped from one bar to another finally ending up at Lorne’s place. As they walked in Willow looked around at the various patrons. There were many different demons she recognized while other’s Willow did not. Willow followed her mates to a table in the front. Willow see a green demon with horns notice their presence and walk toward them.
"Hello, Beautiful, Angel, tall blonde and handsome." Lorne said smoothly.
"Hello." Willow replied smiling.
"Hello, Lorne." Angel said.
"Ello Mate." Spike greeted.
"Anyone care to sing, except for Angel of course, believe me you don't want to go there." Lorne said shaking his head at the memory.
Willow and Spike snorted under their breath which did not go unnoticed by the dark vampire. As the waitress brought over drinks Angel moved over and ruffled Spike’s hair before speaking.
"Shut up bleach brain." Said Angel as he pushed back out of Spike’s swing.
"Sod off Wanker." Spike huffed at his Sire.
"Chip head." Angel snickered back.
"Nancy boy." Spike spat grinning widely.
Angel and Spike continued their verbal battle as the Host watched in amusement. No one at the table noticed that Willow had walked on stage. Suddenly a song blared, not one common from the bar. Everyone looked up as they heard her angelic voice sing with the blaring music.
Black Cat
Nine live
Short Days
Long nights
Livin on the edge
Not afraid to die
Heartbeat
Real strong
But not
For long
Better watch your step
Or you're gonna die.
Lorne doubled over grabbing his head as if in pain. He became momentarily disoriented before refocusing. Then looked at Angel then to Spike with a tinge of fear.
"Watch her Angel, handsome, she carries a great power. But she is also so clouded by her pain sometime reality loses meaning to her…She was broken … molded if you will. There is truly a lot she has not told you.” Lorne said breathing quickly as he tried to calm down.
"What is it?" Angel asked as he and Spike moved in closer to hear the green demon before them.
"I could not read that far, something in her stopped me. It was hard, definite, such raw power that I could think of nothing more then to submit and back out of her mind." Lorne tried to describe the experience.
The three men continued their conversation on Willow, her mental and physical health as well as her power. They stopped immediately as the song finally ended. Willow walked toward them with the grace of a Siren. She made into her chair just as a wave of pain rushed through her. She looked around frantically scanning the bar with her superior vision. She was panting needlessly as her body trembled. Willow’s gaze fell to her Mates unbridled fear evident in her face.
"He's here." Willow whispered before jumping from her seat and running for the door with speed that shocked the entire bar into silence.
~Part: Five~
Willow rushed out of the bar with supernatural speed not waiting for Angel or Spike. The voices started to cloud her mind, whispering of pain, blood and death as she blindly made her way through an ally. She stumbled onto a group of men in the middle of trying to rape a young girl. Willow looked down at the girl, she jerked back in surprise at how much the girl reminded her of Jade. Suddenly as the rage filled her body and electricity licked her skin the cloud in her mind turned jet black.
"Why don't you pick on someone worth your effort." The redhead purred seductively.
The men jumped up and spun to the voice that has distracted them. The leader leered at Willow’s body as they moved toward her making crude remarks. Willow gazed past them at the forgotten girl as she got up and ran away, Willow smiled. The leader moved even closer to Willow grabbing himself perversely.
"Like you." He said with a cruel look on his face.
"You could always try." Willow smirked malevolently.
Willow got into a predatory stance watching and waiting for the first to move. The leader laughed loudly at her action before signaling the others to come in closer.
"Are you telling me that a little slip of a girl like you is going to stop me from doing whatever I please with you.” The man said trying to intimidate her.
"Kneel before the Mistress and she may let you live." Willow offered flicking her hand out to show her weapon gleaming around her hand.
The leader looked down at the redhead’s weapon. Not believing that she was capable of using it well due to size and frailty he laughed at her. The rest of his friends joined in as they trapped her in a circle. The leader was only two feet from Willow when he signaled for the other’s to stop.
"I get her first." He said as he jumped toward her.
The leader grabbed her roughly and pulled her into a kiss as he groped her body vulgarly. His buddies laughed and cheered till he unexpectedly screamed in agony. The man turned to face his friends with his hand grasping his nose. Blood flowed freely from beneath his hand as he tried to care for his broken nose.
He looked down at his throbbing arm to see it’s irregular position and knew it had been broken. The leader looked back at the redhead who had caused so much pain in a matter of second. He became very angry at the grin that spread across her face.
"Bitch, you gonna pay for that." The leader snarled in rage.
"Not likely." Willow yawned tauntingly.
"You will experience new realms of pain." He sneered.
Willow stepped toward him laughing hard.
"What and your going to show me?“ Willow asked snickering. “You couldn't conceive the realms of pain I suffered or inflicted." She said with a predatory glance in her eye.
Willow watched the man grow angry that he could not frighten her. She saw his mood change from one of rage to one of vengeance. Willow knew even before he spoke he planned on signaling a attack.
"Get the Bitch, show her what it means to fuck with us."
Willow waited as his friends approached her waiting for the first one in her space. The first man that got to her she punched in the nose with vampiric strength, while coming around to the second and kicking him in the back grinning as she heard vertebra shatter. She watched the three others stopped in their tracks as she turned in full vamp form grinning at them. Frozen in fear they never had a chance as she moved fast and ripped out their throats.
She saw the leader getting up to run away. He didn’t get far before she easily caught him by the throat. She gripped him painfully hearing him scream. Willow sank her fangs viscously into his flesh, draining him before dropping him to the ground like a piece of discarded trash.
Willow looked at the carnage around her. Broken bodies and blood everywhere. She smiled as the fresh human blood coursed through her veins increasing her power. Willow turned and made her way out of the alley walking through the streets of LA hunting as she walked back toward the apartment. Eventually Willow ended up in a park; she strolled through it listening to the sounds of the night. Suddenly she became aware of a familiar presence near by before the voice spoke.
"Pet." Spike said softly.
Willow whirled around in game face. She growled viscously at the vampire before her. Spike unaffected moved forward. The redhead crouched forward prepared to pounce if the blond continued to move forward. Her eyes were glazed over in madness as her lips curled up in malevolence.
"Hello Spiky." Willow said in a childish voice.
"We where worried." Spike said to the redhead as he stared in her eyes and moved closer.
"No one need be worried about Cat." Willow began as she stalked toward him.
Spike was very aware that something was wrong. Willow’s actions made him instantly think of Drusilla. But Spike didn’t believe Willow was so far gone she was irreversibly broken. They just had to help her get through the pain.
"Pet, what's wrong." Spike asked warmly.
"Nothing, everything is perfect, their blood will wash the earth and his my body." Willow bellowed rubbing her hand through her hair and over her body.
"Who?" Spike asked in true confusion unable to decipher exactly what she was saying.
"HIM!!!, My Master who else." Willow replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Pet, you didn't really tell us the whole story." This was more a statement then a question.
"More like the PG-13 version." Replied Willow as she moved around Spike in a circle careful to keep her own space.
Spike looked at Willow’s face. Deep inner conflict was evident. He watched on as the redhead tried to stay in control of everything while she felt more out of control then ever.
"Why?" He finally asked wondering why she would not tell them the whole truth.
"It's not important." Willow said offhandedly.
"This is running your life Red." Spike said to the redhead.
"I don't have a life." Willow said her eyes flashing.
"Your unlife, you know what I mean." Spike said as he reached out to comfort her.
Willow spanked his hand away quickly as she growled warningly. She moved away from the blond vampire who in turn stepped back to give her some space. Willow felt the bloody tears run down her face as she tried to gasp the reality just out of her grasp.
"It is mine to run." The redhead cried out in anguish.
Willow backed up until her back connected with a tree. She stood there mover her head back hitting the tree with it in frustration. Willow just wanted it to stop, to just feel one moment like she had before being a vamp, before hell, before the betrayal. She ached to think clearly.
"Why did you claim us?" Spike asked as he stepped in the direction of the tree Willow was under.
Willow looked at him quickly possessiveness filling her eyes. She snarled at the thought of not having her two mates. Her eyes gleamed as she stared at Spike and took a step forward.
"Because your mine." She screamed stalking forward and kissing him brutally, her hands gripping his neck.
I want to know everything." Spike said after they finished kissing and stepped out of each other’s space.
"As do I." Came a voice from behind them.
"Angelus should have known, you were always one for lurking." Willow said turning her attention to the dark vampire.
Angel flinched at the redhead’s use of his demon's name. He looked over at Spike who stared at the redhead with shock and amazement. He could not believe she actually said his Sire’s true name to Angel‘s face. Willow looked at both of them before shaking her head.
"Don't look so surprised Angel or you Spike. Angelus is just as much a part of Angel as Angel is a part of Angelus. The thing with Angel and Angelus is that the refuse to coexist with each other." Willow explained simply.
Both men stared at her as if she had lost her
mind. Angel stepped forward a bewildered look crossing his face. Willow
stared back at him as if challenging what was so wrong with what she had
said.
"Willow you know what would happen if I gave in to Angelus." Angel argued disbelieving that she could not have know it for herself.
Willow sighed heavily. It was like trying to explain something complex to a clueless child. Her dark lover was completely missing the point. She moved toward Angel only a little bit before deciding to speak.
"I'm not taking about giving in, just doing thinks that make the demon happy, as well as yourself." Willow explained.
Angel looked at the redhead as if she had grown
too head. He began shaking his head no looking at her as if she had finally
gone insane with such an idea as she had suggested.
"Everything the demon likes is cruel and destructive." Angel breathed to her barely able to control his emotions.
"You've lied to yourself so long, you have begun to believe the lies." Willow said sadly shacking her head as she moved to touch Angel’s face gently.
"What is that suppose to mean?" Angel asked in confusion.
"If I do recall, Angelus was an incredible artist, not to mention his taste in literature. And how have you tolerated living on bagged blood for so long, I mean gross." Willow said making a face of disgust as she remembered the taste of the foul blood.
"You would expect me to take life?" Angel looked horrified backing up unsure at that point of what she might do.
"No, not necessarily, just take what you need, but bad people could die." Replied Willow matter-of-factly.
"You talking about taking human life Willow." Angel argued with the redhead beginning to wonder if she did still have her soul at that point.
Willow moved forward stopping just before she entered his personal space. She looked at Angel mystified by his ignorance. Angel really could not understand what she was saying. Willow’s heart broke for the vampire at what he must have suffered battling his nature for so long.
"Angel, you kill demons all the time." Willow said softly.
"Demons are soulless bastards." Angel said incredulously.
"You have put humanity on a pedestal, demons may be soulless for the most part but at least they have an excuse, humans have souls, that doesn't stop them from doing the horrible things they do." Willow replied
Willow watched as realization hit Angel like a brick. Her words where true, everything she said made perfect sense. He looked down at the slip of a girl he called mate and was in awe at her wisdom. Willow moved forward finally and kissed Angel passionately.
"You must remember lover, that I myself have my soul." Willow said after the parting of her lips.
"You've taken human life?" Angel asked in surprise.
"I've killed more rapist, abusers, and murderers then demons in all the time I worked with Buffy." She said pointedly as Spike walked over to her other side.
"Why don't we go back to the apartment and talk about this Luv, the sun will be up soon." Spike interjected.
"Alright." Willow said finally.
Willow followed her two mates out of the park. She felt the cloud in her mind buzz as the voices began to whisper. A cruel smile suddenly lit Willow‘s face, as the power pulsated through her body.
~Part: Six~
The fog swirled around the redhead licking her cool skin. Black lightening flashed in a violet sky followed by raging thunder. Her jade green dress of silk and organza billowed around her like gentle spirits caressing her body. Willow felt a hand caress her shoulder and cool breath against her neck, she spun around to find no one there.
"Whom do you belong to?" Came a whisper from the fog.
"Angelus and Spike." She said simply.
Black lightning crashed and thunder roared. The wind picked up blowing around the redhead and angry voices joined the ones that spoke to her. Willow shook her head violently trying to find a moment of peace from the ever constant voices. She felt the wind grab at her as if it were tangible. Rage and lust swirled around her promising pain and pleasure.
"Whom do you belong to?" The voice came again with a tinge of anger lacing it‘s silky tone.
Willow rushed forward as an unseen hand grabbed at her. She fell to the ground her dress ripping as she did. Willow jumped up quick looking around her frantically before speaking.
"You have my answer." She screamed defiantly.
"They can't make you scream like I do." The recognizable voice purred into her ear.
Lips grazed Willow’s neck causing her move away quickly and turn around. Nothing was there but the angry fog. Willow growled in frustration as she backed up from where she was previously standing.
"Your right, their better." She grinned evilly.
Willow was unprepared to be pushed through the fog harshly. As her arms flew up something clamped around them. She recognized the feeling of being bound by shackles immediately. As Willow struggled to escape her bondage she knew he had came up behind her. Her dress was ripped savagely from her back baring her cool flesh to her master.
Willow shivered when she felt a cool tongue against her neck. The redhead then heard a crack before she felt the whip connect with her back. Willow struggled furiously trying to get away before he broke her yet again. Her screams of pain were soon replaced by moans of desire. The viscous beating continued. The whip made contact with her back again and again until she finally begged.
"Please." The redhead moaned hating herself for it.
"Please what?" Her master asked wanting her to say it.
"Take me." Willow replied lowering her head in disgrace.
"Whom do you belong to?" He asked his voice was black velvet.
Willow didn’t want to give in to him. She kept her mouth shut trying not to however he changed his strategy. Her master came up behind her and rubbed his hands down her body. He moved one to her wet folds slightly grazing her sensitivity with his thumb. Willow shook violently as he delved deeper exploring her sex. He drover her to the edge of madness then suddenly he stopped. Willow whimpered with need, yet he said nor did nothing. He just simply waited. Willow groaned disgusted with her weakness.
"You." She said softly.
"Whom?" The dark vampire said moving his hands over her waist taunting her nerves.
"You, I belong to you Master." She growled in shame, bloody tears streamed down her face.
With the words finally spoken his hands moved over her breast. Kneading them roughly as he ripped the remainder of the dress from her body. Her master wrapped one hand around her throat pulling Willow’s head back onto his shoulder. Then with the other around her waist he thrust into her brutally. Willow moaned as he buried his fangs in her neck and they both came.
"Remember who you belong to." Said the voice like a wind as it disappeared.
Willow dropped to the ground as the shackles evaporated. She laid there in a little ball, tears running down her face. She felt so lost and alone. Her body ached from her Master’s attentions.
"Master." Willow whispered.
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Willow woke in a cold sweat, finding the bed empty she looked to the clock and found that it was eight o'clock. 'They must have let me sleep in.' Willow dragged herself out of the bed groaning. She grabbed some clothes from the dresser and the closet before heading to the bathroom for a shower. After she showered Willow got dressed, did her hair and make up then went down stairs. Willow was shocked when she found herself alone with a note on the kitchen table.
Dear Willow,
We went to fight a demon and we didn't want
to wake you, we will return, please stay in the apartment.
Love,
Angel
Willow stared down at the noted for the longest time. Finally her anger registered. She could not believe that they had not only left her their instead of asking her to help, but also told her to stay home. Willow crumpled up the paper into a tiny ball before throwing it away.
"What am I a child?" Willow screeched before downing the mug of blood left for her in the microwave.
Willow threw the mug in the sink and heard it shatter. Pieces of glass flew out of the sink and on to the floor. Willow didn’t bother to pick it up. Instead she walked over to the key rack to grab her keys only to find that apparently Angel and Spike had taken them to prevent her from going out. This only fueled her anger.
"So they think they can keep me hear." Willow said before turning around and going back upstairs.
When she got back into the bedroom Willow moved over to her silver jewelry box and opened it. There she grabbed her spare set of keys. She walked back down stairs picking up her purse before heading toward the front door. She grinned before walking out the door. 'Serves them right.'
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Willow swayed with the swarm of people on the dance floor. She danced erotically moving to the pulsating music. She loved being so close to warm bodies. Willow noticed the various men had started dancing around the provocative young vampiress. She really wished someone would get up some confidence to dance with her. Suddenly a pair of strong arms wrapped around her from behind.
Willow leaned into the tall muscular body behind her glad that someone had finally been bold enough to take her as his dance partner. She began grinding her hips against him very aware of his growing erection as he moved his hands over her body. She felt him lean his head toward her brushing his lips against her ear before speaking.
"It has been too long my Pet." Came the last voice she expected to hear.
Willow’s eyes flew shut and she froze as recognition entered her mind. She couldn’t believe it. ‘He’s not real, this is just a dream.‘ The redhead tried to tell herself. However she was forcefully pulled around to face him. Willow slowly opened her eyes and looked up at him. There was no denying it. Her master stood there six foot two, his pale well-defined body tall with dominance. Long black wavy hair cascading around his face as his ice gray eyes stared into her straight through to her demon. She took a ragged un-needed breath as he caressed the side of her face.
"Come home Pet, where you belong." Her Master purred turning her around to the beat of the music.
Willow’s back faced him again as they danced. He moved his hands down her cool pale flesh as her head leaned back against his chest. His mouth on her neck was like pure silk. Willow tried to shake off the warm liquid feeling she knew well from his mant times seducing her.
"Why so I can be your toy to pass along to your minions at whim?" Willow said drudging up as much contempt as she could at the moment.
He whipped her around to face him again as the
music played on. The dark vampire pulled her against his body hard. His
hands moved down to her hips pressing her even further against him. He
started grinding her harder.
"So you can be my Queen." He stated staring at her.
Willow pushed herself away from him disbelievingly.
"Not fucking likely." The redhead shot back.
He griped her arm tightly and grinned as he heard her whimper. He pulled her back against hard against his body again and brushed her ear with his lips before he spoke.
"You seem to have forgotten that I am your Sire little one. If they are what is keeping you from coming home maybe they need to be eliminated." He purred with menace.
Willow shot her head up to look at her Master.
"Who?" She chocked out in shock.
"Don't try to play me, you think that I don't smell the claim. Something that you will defiantly have to pay for as well as running away when we get home." He said.
Willow's eyes grew wide realizing what he was talking about. Her Master kissed her neck gently as he moved with her to the beat of the music. He loved the way she smelled like roses and even as a vampire she still seemed to possess an innocents. Running his tongue across one of his fangs he then kissed her forcing her to take his blood reinforcing the blood bond.
"Come home Lover." Came the soft growl.
Willow was so entranced by her Sire, her Master. She felt him pulling her toward the door and couldn‘t do anything to stop him. When they made their way out into the cool night air Willow found that a limacine was waiting for them. The dark vampire pulled open the door, he put her in first then got in himself.
Once inside he kissed her possessively pulling her into his lap. He moved his had under her skirt ripping away her underwear. The vampire tore her tank top and bra away in one swift motion. Willow ran her hands down his chest pulling her master’s shirt open before moving her hands to his pants.
Willow moaned with desire as his fangs grazed
her neck. His lips trailed erotically down to her breast tasting one then
the other chuckling as he heard her growl. Finally freeing him from his
paints Willow threw her head back as she impaled herself onto his large
cock. They moved into an animalistic rhythm, teeth and claws everywhere.
Willow cried out in pain and pleasure as he dug his claws into her hips thrusting into her harder and faster. Their desire increased, her Master bit savagely into her neck bearing his own for her as they came violently. He grinned against her as he felt the Sire Childe bond grow stronger.
'She will be mine forever.'
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The LA Gang walked into their apartment exhausted from their battle with the demon and his followers. Spike went to the room to check on Willow as the rest of the gang made their way into the kitchen. Angel looked at the sink then to the floor curiously as he noticed the shattered glass. He had not even had the chance to open the refrigerator door before Spike rushed into the room. Angel looked up startled, the look in his childes eyes made him very worried.
"S-she's gone."