Title: The Reinfield
Author: Carol A. Clarke
Email: Carol.Clarke@mail.state.ky.us
Rating: NC- 17. Smut Warning not for the squeamish
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Summary: Buffy has a lot of secrets. This is one of them
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Thanks: Kimber for just being Kimber. Shadowlander for the inspiration for this story.
Kimber and Cheryl Hill for Beta.

Chapter 7
The Mating


Willow Screamed. And not just a little, oh, there is a nasty looking spider in the corner scream. No I mean my best friend has fangs and has buried them in my left breast and it hurts like hell, kind of scream. By the time she finished screaming Tara was holding a large cross they kept by the bed underneath Buffy’s nose. Not that Buffy seemed to notice. She was still lapping at the blood from Willows breast.

“Tara will you put that thing down” Buffy said as she reached up and gently took it out of the future goddess’s hand. Reaching her head back down Buffy kissed Willows breast while she continued to unbutton and open up Willows cow pajamas.

“Don’t worry, I am not going to bite your other breast just kiss it.” And with that Buffy moved over and began to lick and suckle Willows right breast.

Still a little in shock but relived to have seen Buffy holding the cross, Willow said, “Buffy, what exactly are you doing.”

“Marking you and now your mine.” She said before her tongue did something to Willows breast that almost made her forget she should be worried. And if her left Breast wasn’t hurting like hell she might have.

“Buffy I think we should talk”

“Uh hum, so talk” Buffy replied while continuing to work over Willows now hard little nipples.

Buffy was then roughly shoved back as Tara said, “I think she means talking with out sexual assault. In the kitchen I think.”

“Fine, but you still belong to me. No matter what your girl friend wants to believe.” The slayer said as she trotted off toward the kitchen. Stopping only to shout “Duncan, Here now”

By the time Tara had bandaged up Willows Breast and they had made it to the kitchen Buffy was happily sitting with her legs open and Duncan between them licking away.

The two witches had brought the cross with them.

“Still don’t trust me I see, Duncan suck harder, yeah like that.” Buffy said as lust danced in her eyes. “The girl has a magic tongue, if you're very good I might let you borrow it Will. But only if you are very good.”

“Who are you?” Willow asked as she unconsciously rubbed her sore breast.

“Why who do you want me to be, I love role playing games.” Deep passion bubbled from the slayers tone.

“Buffy you bit me. I mean you had fangs.” Willow shouted

“What do you mean ‘had” fangs” Buffy said spouting a mouth full of teeth as well as two small fangs. It was at this point that Duncan whimpered loudly, she didn’t like it when Buffy put her game face on.

Letting Duncan distract Buffy, Willow did what every good Jewish girl would do in the situation, she grabbed the cross and held it out at Buffy. The slayer just laughed long and hard.

“Slayer's can’t become Vampires Will, I mean if they could don’t you think we would have seen one by now. Don’t you think some power hungry master vampire like Angulus would be able to rest until he had his own pet Slayer Vamp to sit by his fragile male ego side. No just slayers and dead slayers. Use your fingers too Dunc”

“Enough, Buffy get your lust under control, Duncan go get in bed, and Willow put the cross down.” The goddess now occupying Tara’s body commanded. Duncan with a small whimper and a look of gratitude immediately slid from between Buffy’s legs and crawled off toward her and Buffy’s bedroom.

“Hey I was right on the edge.” Said the slayer as she plugged her own hand into her pussy to replace Duncan’s tongue.

“For Pete's sake” Tara said before realizing she would have to help matters along if she wanted the slayer’s attention. “I am only doing this so you can concentrate on the conversation.” With that Tara slid to the floor on her knees next to Buffy, roughly pushed the slayer’s hand away from her pussy and shoved her complete fist into the slayer. “Oh Yeah” was Buffy’s only remark as her body exploded into orgasm.

“I am really not comfortable with this” Willow said not really sure how she was supposed to feel. In a way it was sexy as hell watching Tara fuck Buffy, but her left breast hurt and she was confused, and a little aroused from Buffy’s earlier treatment of her right breast not to mention watching the two of them together.

After several minutes of “Oh yeah, just like that,” or other similar phases, Tara removed her hand and Buffy managed to close her legs. Tara then washed her hands in the kitchen sink and took a seat beside the confused but slightly aroused Willow.

“Now I believe we are ready to talk” The goddesses apprentice announced.

And for almost a solid minute there was silence.

“You bit me.” Willow stated

“I marked you” Buffy corrected.

“You bit me and it hurt and there were fangs. I most defiantly felt fangs.” Willow babbled.

“Do you want me to kiss it and make it better.” Buffy said in a husky voice that clearly was meant to communicate what else the slayer wanted to kiss and make feel better.

“Control Buffy, I know somewhere in that thick skull of yours your less then primitive side wants to explain to Willow what it means when a slayer marks someone.” Tara interjected, personally she wanted to drop kick the slayer of the world trade building but there was that whole pesky destiny clause.

For some reason, parts of what Tara said actually did reach Buffy’s brain and sink in. So Buffy closed her eyes and forced her rational side back in control. It really was an incredible effort. “I’ve marked you Will. Made you mine. I’ve claimed you.” Buffy said trying to explain what she herself didn’t have the words for.

“See that is the part I am not getting. Fangs, see there were fangs and fangs belong to vampires and vampires run from crosses and have to be invited in, and there were fangs.” Willow babbled

“Buffy has taken you as her mate Willow.” Tara translated before Willow lost track in her babble mode.

Willow shut up and gave Tara a completely blank stare. ‘At least I know why I am channeling the goddess now.’ Tara thought. “I suppose a little history would be nice, I know you have both heard the 'Since there have been vampires there have been slayers' speech. Well to over simplify it, Slayers and Vampires are closely related. They have been on a parallel development path you might say. You could also say Slayer’s and Vampires are distant cousins. Which is why Buffy was correct in saying Slayer’s can not become Vampires.”

“And as you also know their can, in some circumstances, be more then one slayer. This is the part that gets technical. The slayer gene exists in many humans as a dormant trait. If a human with the trait is changed into a vampire the trait is either destroyed as the person becomes a vampire or it surfaces and kills off the demon and the human. The second part almost never happens. This is when the trait stays dormant.

“In a few people the trait doesn’t remain dormant, we call these people slayers And in there natural state it normally takes a slayer the first 30 years of her life to even begin to develop the slayer trait to it’s ultimate end.”

“I think that means to see fangs.” Buffy said as a way of trying to understand the conversation. Her train of thought was wavering and she found herself wanting to rip Willows PJ bottoms right off her gorgeous little body.

“That is one way of putting it. As you know most slayers die so young that they never develop to the point Buffy is at. Not that Buffy is at the normal development range of a slayer. About a 1000 years ago people began to panic that slayers were not coming along fast enough to save the human race. Enter the Watchers Counsel. They began interfering in the development of slayers. Forcing young women with the dormant trait to become active slayers. In Faith’s case they force a young women unsuitable for the job into being an active slayer. In Buffy’s case they took a 15-year-old girl that was already well on her way to becoming an active slayer and they feed her vampire blood. Angels vampire blood to be exact.”

“For three days they feed Buffy Angels blood. The result was to cause the angel inside her to grow to quickly. The result was lust madness.”

“Angel?” Buffy asked managing to tear her mind away from her planned assault on Willow’s body.

“I am going to tell you a secret, at one time demons and angels were the exact same thing. At least until demons were cast out of heaven. So it shouldn’t come as a surprise while a vampire kills off his host and the demon takes over. In a slayer, the host human soul merges with an angel. To be even more exact the host merges with the living embodiment of the Angel of Death. Since time is not really linear, it is actually the same angel in every slayer. Which is why Slayers have visions of past lives and prophetic dreams of the future.”

“Hey how do you know this?” Buffy said managing to focus for the first time in minutes.

“Just as you are the living embodiment of the angel of death, of Shiva, I am the vessel for the mother goddess Kali. Oddly enough Shiva’s mate in folk lore.”

“But Willow is my mate.” Buffy said between waves of overwhelming lust. Focusing, no matter how important, was becoming impossible again.

“And what is Duncan to you Buffy?”

“My consort just as you are Willows.” Buffy replied almost automatically before plunging her hand between her legs again. She needed Duncan badly.

The Goddess was a little surprised at the level Buffy had elevated Duncan too, though she was happy for the girl. Duncan would make an excellent consort. While the Goddess was surprised at Duncan’s place in the universe, Tara was a little surprised and in fact pleased with her place in the cosmos as well. Then Tara had already figured out these placements would not just apply in this lifetime but they would apply for many circles of life. Tara found it extremely comforting to know Shiva excepted her place by Willows side. And Tara was now absolutely sure it had been the Angel Shiva who had done the excepting.

“Look I need to go” Buffy said abruptly. Her lust was now at full force. “Duncan needs to rest.” Buffy added as she actually ran for the door. Both women knew she was off for the clubs and the stock racks.

“She is going to get much worse before she gets better.” Tara said sadly.

“Are you, you again?” Willow asked as she rubbed her breast more confused then ever.

“Actually I was me the whole time, with a little help from the goddess. She didn’t take control, which means it was me, not the goddess who you know…. with Buffy.”

“I understand I think.” Willow said. She really didn’t understand anything that happened but she didn’t want to hurt Tara’s feeling.

“I wouldn’t normally cheat on you, only I couldn’t think of another way to get her attention off her crotch.”

“I said it’s ok, besides I think you gave my kinkier side fantasy fuel for the month." Willow admitted.

“You really do spend far too much time with Xander.” Tara laughed.

Both women were startled by a small whimper from the kitchen door.

Duncan was in her tee shirt holding her stuffed dragon. “Be good?” Duncan said in a desperate way of saying she was afraid to sleep alone. Buffy had really frightened her during the day and she still hadn’t recovered.

“I take that to mean we are not sleeping alone.” Willow said summing up the situation. She wasn’t in any hurry to sleep alone either so she had an idea how Duncan felt.

“You don’t mind?” Tara asked realizing why she loved this woman so much.

“Why not, besides I think Duncan may be a better early slayer warning system. I am not really ready for more fangs anytime soon. We really should have called Giles.” Willow said

“We will in the morning. Come on lets go to bed. You too Dunc. You do know Buffy really didn’t mean to hurt you, and least not in the evil 'I am a vampire and I want to suck all your blood' kind of way, right?” Tara said as the two women follow the speeding reinfield into bed.

Buffy hurt like hell as the attendant helped out of the stocks. She had nearly beaten the young succubus owner to death when the women tried to tell her she had reached the whipping limit for the club. Fortunately for the young women she relented and allowed Buffy to go over the limit. And now Buffy was in agony. The pain was actually helping her though. She was reviewing what Tara had said, and what she had done.

She was ashamed and angry with herself for marking Willow without asking her. Not that Willow was likely to give her permission. God her ass hurt. She had not only been whipped three different times at three different clubs she had insisted on being put in the stocks so that her ass could be violated over and over again by patrons of the clubs. Many of whom were demons and vampires. It certainly put a whole new twist on love thy enemy.

“Frederick, remind me next time, no more Chaos demon up the ass.” Buffy said as the attendant bandaged the slayer and helped her to dress.

“Yes madam, would you like me to call someone to pick you up.” Frederick her attendant said, he honestly didn’t think she would make it out the door on her own power.

“It’s ok Frederick I can make it.” Buffy said

“Begging Madam’s pardon but I think that may be unwise.”

“Fine, then give me my phone.”

A minute or two later Giles picked up his phone.

“Giles I am at Jenny’s Whip, do you think you can come get me. Oh and Giles, I bit Willow.”