Obsession

by Buffy Writer

Copyright © 2006

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Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine – please don't sue.
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Spoilers: Yeah, there are.
Author's Notes: Dark, S&M, blood play, non-consensual sex, torture, character deaths etc – not like my usual fics so be warned, but have Faith and stick it out…please'. /angelus's thoughts to angel/ *angel's reply*
Pairing: Willow/Buffy

The Vampire circled the Slayer; both geared up and ready to fight. One with a stake, one with fangs.

They eyed the other, waiting for an attack.

The Vampire was the more impatient of the two.

With a nasty undercut to the jaw, the Slayer spun around, but came up with a counter attack.

The fight was on.

They fought for what seemed like hours, each bleeding from numerous cuts, though that only fuelled the Vampire.

The Slayer stumbled, and the Vampire moved in.

The Slayer knew her time had come, and sent a silent goodbye to her Watcher as she felt the Vampire's fangs enter her neck.

From the first taste of the Slayer's powerful blood, the Vampire was hooked.

She was drained almost dry before the Vampire released her.

Stepping back, the blonde Vampire watched as the minions all crowded round, hoping for there to be enough blood left in the dead girls' body for them to taste.

"Can we?"

The Master looked to its minion, before smiling, teeth stained with the blood of a Slayer.

"Of course. Childer, you may want a sample, it is all we have heard and more. But hurry. We have some traveling to do."

"Master?"

"One Slayer dies, the next one is called, and I have developed a taste for their blood."

As two of her Childer stood by her side and one or two minions fed, the Vampire was already calculating the time it would take to get to England, and to the Council of Watchers.

"Buffy, when do we leave?"

The Vampire turned to one of her most favored Childer.

"Soon Angelus, but first we need to feed, and feed well. Also, maybe bring some snacks for the journey," Buffy pouted, still in game face, "I hate traveling by ship."

Angelus nodded his head, he hated it too. It was too cramped for his liking.

"What do we do with the body?" He nodded his head in the direction of the now very dead girl.

Buffy shrugged.

"Burn it."

A sick smile curved his features.

"Yes Sire." He didn't often call her that, they had been together too long, but he liked using the term from time to time, just as she liked hearing it.

Buffy left them to it and went hunting by herself, knowing Angelus and Penn would catch up with her when they could.

As she turned into the darkened street, she saw that the light was still on in the tavern.

Smiling, she entered, not needing an invitation to do so.

"What can I get you?"

Buffy ignored the man and looked around the club. Her eyes lit on a couple in the corner and she smiled. She could smell the lust coming off them both in waves; also, the woman was carrying a child, which made the blood sweeter.

The Slayer turned, her stake ready, and watched as another Vamp turned to dust.

"Yo! Angel! Duck!"

Angel ducked just as Willow's thrown stake found its mark.

"Thanks."

Willow smirked at him before turning back to her own fight.

"Anytime old-timer."

Angel snorted at her and refocused on the Vampire in front of him.

He had met him before, he just couldn't remember when. The same went for the vamp Willow was currently fighting.

"Angelus, why do you fight me?"

Angel rolled his eyes at the Vamp. Some people just hadn't got the memo.

"It's Angel now."

The Vampire looked confused but he was still quick enough to block the kick Angel had aimed at his head.

"Why the name change Childe?"

/SIRE!/

Angel froze, as did the Vampire he was fighting.

Turning slowly, hoping he was dreaming, Angel faced his Sire.

Buffy smirked at him.

"What? Not happy to see me? I'm hurt." Funny thing was, she was hurt. Angelus had been her greatest creation. Evil, strong and cunning. Just like her. Plus, it helped that he was gorgeous. He had been her best friend in life, and her most favored childe in death.

/yes, very happy, tell her you ass/ Angelus was pissed. His Sire was here, and he couldn't even speak to her.

"Buffy, long time no see."

Buffy nodded her head and looked over to the Vampire that was fighting the Slayer.

"Marcus. Enough."

/Marcus, I knew he looked familiar/

The Vampire fighting Willow stopped suddenly, so, not looking a gift horse in the mouth, Willow staked him.

Buffy watched as one of her minions turned to dust.

"So hard to find good help," turning her attention back to her Childe, Buffy kept her senses trained on the Slayer.

"It's been a while."

/oh god has it ever/

Angel stood up straighter.

"A hundred years, give or take a decade or two."

Buffy let out a sigh.

"It seemed longer Childe."

/Sire, get this fucking soul out of me/

Angel flinched back, both from what his demon was thinking, and from what Buffy had called him. "Don't call me that."

Willow had had enough, and walked up to stand by Angel.

"You know her?" The question was directed to Angel, but Willow's eyes never left Buffy. There was something about her…

"I did. Once, long ago. She was my Sire."

/still is, show some respect/

"Still am Childe, that will never change. Should I remind you?" Buffy growled out.

Angel paled, he was completely aware of what Buffy could do to him, as was her right as his Sire.

Buffy smirked, a cold look entering her eyes before they shifted to the Slayer.

"Well well, I see that instead of hunting them, you now fight with them." There was disgust in her voice as she spat the words at him.

"What about you? You must be slipping. Willow has been the Slayer for – how long now Will?"

Willow shrugged.

"About two years."

"Two years now, and this is the first I've seen you anywhere near her. Slipping in your old age Buff?"

/don't push it buddy, let me talk to her/

Angel ignored his demon and focused on the Vampire before him.

Buffy growled and took a step closer to him, making Willow do the same, drawing Buffy's attention.

"I will get to you soon enough girl. This is between me and him."

Willow shook her head.

"When it concerns a friend of mine, it concerns me."

Buffy suppressed the growl that wanted to form at her words. She had killed a lot of Slayers over the years, but there was something about this one…

Angel saw the look in his Sire's eyes and pulled Willow behind him.

/Yeah, you know she'll get her good/

Buffy smirked and walked closer to them.

"If I want her, you really think you can stop me boy?" The tone she used, reminded Angel of the one she used to use a lot, but one that had never once been turned around on him.

"You can't have this one."

Willow was confused. Why was Angel trying to protect her against the Vamp?

Shaking him off, she walked around and moved to stand within reaching distance of Buffy. If possible, Angel paled even more.

"Willow move-"

It was too late. Buffy had reached out and grabbed the Slayer by the neck, spun her around, and her head began to lower before she stopped.

/now the fun begins/

There was something about the girl, something Buffy couldn't place. What she did know, was that this something inside the Slayer was touching something inside her, and she didn't like it.

Snarling at Angel as he moved forward, she threw Willow into his arms before turning and walking away, not worried for one second that her most favored Childe would kill her, hoping for a violent kill on her way back to the mansion.

"Talk, now." Willow folded her arms and waited for Angel to speak. He did, after pausing, thinking what to say.

"Your very lucky, she has never let a Slayer live, not when she was so close to killing one."

/ah…good times/

Willow nodded her head. She could tell the blonde was strong.

Angel sighed, he knew she didn't fully get it.

"Willow, she has killed a lot of Slayers over the years."

Willow's arms dropped to her sides.

"How many?"

Angel thought back. Ever since that first Slayer, his Sire had made it top priority to hunt them. Every one she set her sights on, she killed.

"Around a thirty, give or take a few."

Willow's shock showed on her face.

"Thirty!"

/more I think/

Angel nodded his head, hating the part he had played in those deaths.

"After the first one, it became a sport for her. She hunted them, played with them, some she even seduced. But the end result was the same. They all ended up drained, after they had been tortured. Mentally and physically."

Willow closed her eyes, thinking of all the dead girls she was connected to as the Slayer.

"And you helped? Angelus I mean?"

Angel nodded his head, a solemn look on his face.

/best time ever/

*shut up*

"I don't know why she is here now, but I know why she is here. You. She'll do whatever it takes Will. Be careful."

Willow nodded her head, but her mind had already drifted off to the Vampire she was sure she would have to fight. She couldn't help but wonder if she would survive it.

"Where do we go now?"

Angel looked up at the sky before letting his eyes roam the cemetery.

"Giles. He needs to know what's going on. Then I'm going to go find Buffy, have a little chat with my dear old Sire."

/finally, a good idea/

Willow looked at him from the corner of her eye.

"You sure that's a good idea?"

Angel shook his head no.

"Nowhere near."

Buffy was outside the Bronze, waiting on a meal. Sighing, she watched as two Vamps, barely a year old if her senses were right, looked in her direction before heading over.

"Hey babe, fancy going to a party?"

Buffy just stared at them with cold eyes. Did they not recognize an elder when they met one?

She was 'saved' from them by Penn, who had just exited the club, with two young lovers in tow. A blonde, who looked very appetizing to Buffy, and a male, not much bigger than Penn himself.

They would do.

Meeting his Sire's eyes, he smiled, that evil, cruel sadistic one she loved so much.

"Hey babe, I'm talking to you."

Seems these Vamps just weren't learning.

Buffy turned away from her dinner and faced the Vamps. Flashing her game face, she growled at them, and finally they got the message.

Switching back to her human mask, she walked over to her Childe and their dinner.

The male's eyes never left her body, making Buffy smirk and add an extra sway to her hips.

Penn was already circling from behind when Buffy appeared in front of them.

Raising her hand, she trailed one nail down the side of the mans face, earning a hiss as she drew blood.

Leaning in, she licked the blood away, smiling when she smelt the fear kick in.

Clamping a hand over his mouth, she vamped out and sank her fangs in, drinking deeply.

He was drained in seconds, but she was still hungry.

Penn, ever the faithful Childe, handed her the shocked girl as well.

Buffy smiled her thanks and backed the girl into the alley. Penn smiled and followed.

The blonde was backed into the wall, Buffy in front of her.

Taking her hand off the girl's mouth, Buffy licked at her lips and turned to her Childe.

"Penn, would you be so kind…"

He knew what she wanted, and the smile he sent the girl made her fear rise.

Slowly, knowing she was watching every minute, he unbuttoned his pants, pulling out his erect cock.

The girl finally snapped out of it and opened her mouth to scream, but Buffy was there, pressing her lips against the frightened teenagers in a brutal mockery of a kiss.

Penn stoked his cock as he watched his Sire kiss the girl, making her lips bleed from the pressure of her fangs.

Buffy turned them so she was against the wall and the girl was facing her, not Penn.

Smiling, she watched through golden eyes as her Childe ripped the girls skirt and panties away before ramming his cock home.

Buffy caught the cry of pain with her lips.

Penn began pumping away, striving towards his release, which he knew he wouldn't get until Buffy said so.

Buffy brought her hands up and ripped the girls shirt off and roughly kneaded the girl's breasts, happy when she flinched from the rough treatment.

Breaking the kiss for a second, just enough for the girl to draw breath, Buffy growled for Penn to go harder.

Each time he pounded into the girl, the girls body pounded into Buffy, adding that sweet pressure against her clit.

"Sire!" He couldn't hold off much longer.

Buffy tore her lips from the girls and moved her mouth to her neck.

"Now!" With that she sank her teeth in, drinking in the girl's pain and fear.

When it was all over Penn pulled out of the now dead girl's body and zipped himself back up.

Buffy was still worked up.

Growling at him, she pushed him to his knees and watched as he unzipped her leathers pants before he put his talented mouth to work on her clit.

It didn't take long before Buffy was growling her release into the night, pulling his head harder against her, letting his fangs cut into her sensitive skin, prolonging her orgasm.

"Buffy's here? Why now?" Giles sank into his seat, wondering if anything else was about to pop up this year. So far they had had Spike and Dru, then the Judge, and now Buffy.

Angel dropped into a seat beside him, watching as Willow paced the library.

"I don't know, but it's not hard to guess."

Giles followed his line of sight and watched as his Slayer paced the same patch of flooring.

Turning back to Angel, the worry in his eyes matched that of the Vampires.

"What do you think she'll do first?"

Angel had spend longer with Buffy than he had with anyone else his entire existence, he knew her better than anyone.

"She'll have been here for a few days already, checking out the area. Penn, Gunn and Wes will be with her, as will a few minions; I don't know who else she might have brought."

/wonder if I have any new 'brothers' or 'sisters'/

"Why now but, that's what I want to know."

Angel had no clue.

"Could Spike have called her here?" Willow had stopped pacing to ask the question.

"No." Angel's firm reply took the other two by surprise.

"How come?"

"Because, if there is one demon in this world she hates, it Spike."

Willow sat down beside Giles and gave Angel her full attention.

"Why does she hate Spike?"

"Because, he tried to kill me and Penn. She only made four Childer, the rest are minions, but me and Penn were her favorites. She swore that when she found him, he was dust. I had actually toyed with the idea of letting her know where he was, but then I figured that would led her to Willow as well, unless she has found out Spike is here. She would definitely come to Sunnydale for Spike."

"What's the difference between a Childer and a minion?"

Giles looked sheepish at Willow's question, while Angel looked exasperated.

"You've been the Slayer for over two years and you don't know the differences in my kind?"

Willow shook her head no and Angel sighed, shooting a dark look at the Watcher.

"When a human is turned, the Sire will choose what they want them to be. A Childer or a Minion. A Childer is allowed more blood at the time of the turning, ensuring that they will be strong and maintain their brainpower. A minion is a human deemed unworthy and only gets enough for the turning itself. Minions are used as slaves, doing the dirty work for their masters and are basically walking corpses."

Willow shuddered at being 'zombie like' forever.

Angel glanced at the clock and saw that it was past 3am.

Standing he made his way to the doors, only pausing to tell them that he was going to find Buffy and find out just why she was here.

"What makes you think she'll tell you?"

Angel turned and met Willow's eyes.

"She might not, but its worth a shot."

Buffy walked into the mansion with Penn by her side. The minions had done a good job tiding the place up.

"Any word on Spike?"

Buffy lowered herself onto the black leather couch that sat in front of the lit fireplace.

"No Penn, though we know he is here. Him and that crazy bitch of his."

Penn smirked at his Sire before standing and going over to the bar.

"Drink?"

Buffy nodded her head and relaxed back into the couch.

"Where is Gunn and Wes?"

Penn shrugged, not knowing where the other two Vampires had disappeared to.

"They were here earlier, they left about an hour after you, said that they would be back with a surprise."

Just as he finished speaking the door opened and in walked the two, with something between them that made Buffy's eyes light up.

"Spike! You guys!" Buffy stood up to greet her two other Childer, giving each a hug for the gift they brought her.

"Where did you find him?" Buffy turned her gaze to the peroxide Vamp.

"We were in Willy's the other night, heard some Vamps talking about our boy here. Seems he had a run in with the Slayer, she put him in a wheelchair." Gunn told his Sire.

Buffy laughed down at Spike, who lay sprawled on the floor in front of her.

"Seems, that he heard of a ritual to cure Dru, it involved killing Angel, for some reason we aren't clear on," Wes cut in.

Buffy growled as her face shifted.

"You tried, not once, but twice, to kill MY Childe?"

Spike said nothing, suddenly wishing that he had just taken Dru and left town when the Slayer destroyed his plans.

Buffy growled again before kicking him viciously in the side, purring when she heard more than three ribs break.

"Put him in the basement. I will start on his punishment tomorrow. Where is Dru?"

Gunn smiled, a truly evil smile. He stepped over Spike and opened the door, allowing a body to fall through.

"Right here Sire."

Buffy growled her pleasure before lifting the unconscious Vampire up by her throat.

"Perfect. Wouldn't you say Angelus?"

The three male Vampires turned to see Angel standing just inside the garden doors.

"Angelus! Man its been years." Gunn embraced his 'brother'.

"Gunn, I wish I could say it was good to see you again."

Gunn stepped back.

"That's right. You went and got s shiny new soul. How's that working for ya?"

Angel shrugged.

"Leave us."

Gunn and Penn picked up Spike, while Wes grabbed Dru, before leaving and heading in the direction of the basement.

Buffy and Angel stared at each other before Buffy moved to the bar and poured them both a drink.

"Sit."

Angel took a seat on the couch, Buffy sitting on the raised hearth of the fire, enjoying the heat at her back.

"So, why are you here?" She was pleased he had come, she knew he would. She had missed his company over the last hundred years.

Angel looked up and met her eyes.

He had mixed feelings for the Vampire before him.

It was her who had killed him, made him a killer himself, yet, he couldn't hate her for it, no matter how much he hated himself.

"You look good."

Buffy rolled her eyes at him.

"Angelus…sorry, Angel, why are you here, I assume it wasn't to tell me that."

Angel leaned back into the couch and sipped at his scotch.

"That's what I wanted to ask you. Why you were here."

"So many reasons. At first, it was for Spike. Then I heard that you were here, then I discovered that the Slayer was here, and you know how much I like Slayers." she wasn't exactly telling him the truth, but if she had, that might have given away her intentions, and that just wouldn't do.

Angel sensed that was all he was going to get and stood up to leave.

"Sit, we need to talk," when Angel remained standing, Buffy added, "please."

Wordlessly, Angel sat down again.

Buffy smiled and moved over to sit beside him.

"So, what have you been doing for the last hundred years?"

Angel gave a snort of laughter.

Buffy drained her drink and turned fully to face her Childe.

"Why did you just leave?" She hated him for that. He hadn't even said goodbye, he just never returned from a hunt one morning.

"If it hadn't of been for the Sire/Childe bond, I would have thought you dead."

"Then you would have been right. Angelus isn't dead, but he is buried, and he's never getting out again."

/like fuck I'm not/

The smile Buffy sent Angel freaked him out. It was cunning, knowing and longing, all in one look.

"Now that you have Spike and Dru, what are you going to do with them?"

Buffy's look darkened, making Angel suddenly happy that he wasn't in Spike's shoes right now.

"I hear he tried to kill you. Again."

Angel absently rubbed his chest when the Holy water had been poured over his skin.

"He did. For some reason, he wanted my blood to cure Dru."

Buffy leaned forward resting her hand on his leg. She was hurt when he pulled away from her touch.

Buffy let a growl escape, and seriously considered showing him exactly who was boss.

Angel drowned out the protests of his demon and carried on with his story.

"He gave me to Dru. They seemed to think that they could break me."

Buffy heard the smugness in his voice that they had failed to break him. He was Angelus after all, albeit, a watered-down and not nearly as fun version. He was a master of torture.

"So I take it you escaped?"

Angel looked up to the ceiling before looking in the direction the others had disappeared with Spike and Dru.

"No, Willow saved me, and made a piano fall on Spike."

Buffy laughed before her thoughts turned to the Slayer. She had saved her Childe, and injured Spike, she liked her for that.

"So this Slayer, what's she like?"

Angel stood up.

"I'm not giving you pointers on how to hurt Willow. I will say this, leave town, before we all regret it."

Buffy never responded and Angel left, knowing his Sire wouldn't be going anywhere.

Buffy suddenly felt a need for violence and headed to the basement to greet her guests.

"Hey guys, did you hear what happened last night?" Xander walked into the library, followed by Tara and Cordy.

Willow and Giles stopped what they were doing, for which Willow was grateful. Giles had been telling her of other Slayer's deaths at the hands of Buffy.

"No why?"

Xander dropped into a seat beside the Slayer, Cordy and Tara sitting as well.

"Harmony and her date got killed. We don't know by what, but they were seen leaving with some guy."

Willow moved over to the computer and fired it up.

"Willow, please tell me that what you are about to do is entirely legal." Giles removed his glasses, wiping them with his handkerchief.

Willow rolled her eyes at her watcher.

"Giles, how long have you known me?"

"Of course." Giles sighed. He was sure that his charge would get caught hacking one of these days.

"Okay, according to the police database, survey says Vampire attack," Willow read on before looking back up.

"Harmony was assaulted."

Xander snorted.

"Will, newsflash, Vamps, not overly worried about beating their victims."

Willow shook her head and her best friend.

"Not that kind of assaulted Xander."

It took a moment, but it sank in.

"Oh god." He paled and sunk down in his chair.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

Cordy burst into tears at the thought of what had happened to her one time friend.

Xander wrapped her in a hug as Tara stood up and began to pace.

"Oh a much happier note, there's a new Vampire in town who just happens to have an obsession with killing Slayer's." Willow's dry tone didn't hide the seriousness of the situation.

"Could this new Vamp be Harmony's killer?" Tara sat down beside Willow and looked at the Slayer.

Willow shook her head no.

"Its a girl, her name is Buffy, and she's Angel's Sire."

Xander's head snapped up.

"Huh?"

Willow leaned back and rubbed at her tired eyes.

"She shoved up, we don't know why yet. According to Angel and Giles, she's the female version of Angelus, only worse." The Slayer hadn't met Angelus, but she had read about, as well as having heard from Angel himself some of the things he had done when he was soulless.

"Man, what else is going to happen this year?"

No-one answered Xander. They didn't know how to.

Buffy looked Spike over from head to toe, assessing her work so far.

She had stared out by making sure his chains allowed him to stand on legs not strong enough to hold him.

Buffy absently licked her lips, enjoying the pain she could see in his eyes.

She had started by squirting him with Holy water, laughing as he squirmed in an effort to escape the pain it brought.

When that bored her, she moved on to sharper tools. The knife Gunn supplied her with was sharp. She used it to carve symbols into his skin. Nothing of importance, just pictures that popped into her head.

When he had begged and screamed enough to her liking, she switched from sharp objects to blunt.

Alternating between his kneecaps and his ribs, she broke bones with a baseball bat before becoming bored with that to.

Picking up the knife again, she cut off his baby finger before stuffing it between his clenched teeth.

His jaw, long since broken, refused to move in effort to beg for mercy.

Buffy smiled as she remembered his cries when she had used the same knife to hack off one of his balls.

But her greatest moment, was when she turned her attention to Drusilla. Spike's eye widened, the one that wasn't swollen shut.

Knowing how much he loved the other Vampire, Buffy took extra care to administer the most amount of pain she could. Cutting into flesh and bone, laughing as the Vampire howled in pain and whimpered for forgiveness.

Leaving the two broken and bloodied Vampires hanging, Buffy retired to her room, looking forward the events that were about to happen.

She had found out after decades of searching. There was a witch doctor, a gypsy one, who had the information she needed.

The old man had said something interesting, something, that while didn't secure his survival, made his death a quick and painless one, instead of having it drawn out.

Buffy fell asleep, dreaming of how her family was going to be whole again.

Angel met Willow at nine as they had arranged. Willow had been to the Bronze with the gang, asking questions about Harmony and told Angel to meet her there.

"Any luck?"

Willow shook her head no and explained what had happened to the girl she had hated but now felt nothing but pity for.

Angel froze. He knew exactly who had killed her.

Lowering his head he said nothing, vowing to stop his Sire before she did any more damage.

They walked around town, not finding any Vamps or demons.

After three hours, Willow called it a night.

Angel wanted to walk her home, but she declined.

Turning a corner, she wished she hadn't refused that offer.

Before her stood Buffy, flanked by three males.

"Crap."

Buffy heard the mutter and smirked at the Slayer.

Willow fell into a fighting stance, waiting on the attack. None came.

Buffy turned to Gunn, Wes and Penn.

"Go. Have fun."

They smiled at their Sire, a smile that left Willow in no doubt what they found fun.

Unfortunately, Willow couldn't stop them, as she had a Master to deal with.

Buffy walked over and stopped a few feet away from the Slayer.

"No Angel tonight?"

Willow thought she heard jealously in the Vampire's voice, but she dismissed it.

"He was here. I sent him home."

Buffy laughed at the idea of anyone but her ordering Angelus around, before she remember that it wasn't Angelus the Slayer dealt with. It was Angel.

She really couldn't wait for that to change.

"He let you walk home alone, knowing I'm around? Boy, maybe his soul isn't as good as you thought."

Willow followed Buffy's movements with her eyes. As she was about to respond when a voice stopped her.

"You know me better than that Buffy."

Angel walked out of the shadows to stand beside Willow.

Buffy rolled her eyes. She had known he was there.

"Shame on you Childe. Have you forgotten the perks of our bond?"

Willow never took her gaze of Buffy, but she directed her question to Angel.

"Bond?"

"Sire/Childe thing."

Buffy wasn't happy with his explanation, but it was accurate enough.

Buffy's eyes never left Willow's, making Angel fear the worse.

There was definitely something about this Slayer, Buffy thought as she looked her over. She could feel something deep inside responding to something in the girl before her.

"So," Buffy sat down on the bench closest her, "sit down, I don't bite."

Willow rolled her eyes and never moved. Angel also stayed where he was.

"Spike is still alive if you were wondering Angel."

"Spike?" Willow looked from Angel to Buffy, waiting for an answer.

"Oh, you didn't tell her," turning to the Slayer Buffy continued, "my other Childer brought him and Dru to me. A little token of their affection."

Willow didn't really care what happened to the bleached blonde, or his crazy sidekick, as long as she didn't have to deal with them.

"Leave." Angel had shifted to game face without his knowledge.

Buffy stood up and switched into her own Vampire visage and growled warningly at her Childe.

Willow couldn't help noticing that Buffy wasn't ugly, like most Vamps were.

Angel answered the growl, knowing it was stupid to do so.

Buffy reached him in a second, grabbing him by the throat and squeezing. It wouldn't kill him, but it would hurt like hell if she crushed his windpipe.

Willow ran at Buffy, throwing a kick at the Vampire to dislodge her grip on Angel.

Buffy stumbled back before regaining control.

Angel massaged his throat as Willow drew her stake.

Buffy licked her fangs before letting her face return to its human mask.

"Not yet Slayer. We haven't even begun."

They were the last words Willow or Angel heard. They never knew what hit them.

Buffy smiled down at the two unconscious bodies before looking up and meeting Gunn's eyes.

"Good job. Grab Angelus and I'll get the Slayer."

As Gunn lifted his 'brother', Buffy picked up the Slayer and cradled her in her arms.

Looking down at the girl she held, Buffy smiled before bending her head and nuzzling the Slayer's hair.

Gunn caught the look and nuzzle and knew that this was one Slayer that his Sire was going to have fun with.

Willow came awake with a start. Snapping her eyes open, she stared around the large basement, trying to remember what had happened.

When she went to move her arm, she realized it was chained to the wall.

Panicking her eyes searched the room and she spotted a battered and broken Spike and then Dru before her gaze landed on Angel, in the same position she was.

"What happened?" Her voice was husky and she had to clear her throat a few times.

"Buffy happened." He was kicking himself inside. He should have felt family close by, but he had ignored those feelings for so long, they were a little rusty.

"Quite right Childe."

Buffy sauntered into the room, looking at her two captives.

"So glad you came to visit."

"Not like we had much choice in the matter." Willow hated being chained up and began tugging on her restraints.

"Its no good girl. Those chains are reinforced, plus I had Wes put a spell on them to make them unbreakable just in case I misjudged you."

Willow stopped her efforts to free herself after trying the chains and finding that they wouldn't budge.

"Why have you brought us here?" Angel ground out to his Sire, venom in his tone.

Buffy smiled, a happy smile which surprised him, not to mention Willow, who couldn't believe the difference it made to the beautiful demon before her. That thought disturbed Willow.

"I met an old gypsy witch doctor a few months back. He gave me something valuable."

Angel's gaze shot to his Sire's, fear in his eyes.

"Your scared. Good," Buffy took a seat on the leather chair not far from Willow.

"By the end of this day, I will have Angelus by my side, where he belongs."

Willow gasped and her eyes locked with Angel's frightened ones.

Angel knew she wasn't lying.

/thank god! Not that I don't like you soul-boy, but well I don't/

"What makes you think that Angelus would want to be back with you? He hated you more than I do. The only reason he stayed was because you were a good fuck."

/LIAR/

Buffy moved so fast, Angel had no time to brace himself. The punch landed, breaking a rip or two.

"Liar." her tone conveyed that she believed that, but inside she was wary.

Angel laughed in her face.

"Please! He despised you, it was a running joke with all of us. I mean come on!.. Even when we were human, the only reason I was around you, was because it was expected of me."

Buffy turned away from him, not wanting him to see the hurt in her eyes. Willow saw though, and for more than a second, she hated Angel for putting it there.

That thought made her eyes widen in shock.

She did not just sympathies with a demon.

Buffy met Willow's eyes, hardening her own gaze before swinging back around to face Angel.

"Well, I can ask him himself when I free him from his cage."

Buffy left the room and returned a few moments later, Wes with her.

Walking over to the Slayer, she threw her a smirk before punching her, hard, and knocking her out again.

Buffy checked that Willow was out cold before releasing her from her chains.

"Wes, I'll put her up in my room, the chains there should hold her. You get started on him."

Wes nodded his head and began pouring the sand needed for the ritual. He ignored Angel's questions regarding what was going to happen to Willow.

Buffy lay the Slayer down on her own bed and quickly fastened the chains she had installed just after they had relocated to Sunnydale. She hadn't used them yet, and was strangely glad that she was using them for the first time on the Slayer.

As she looked at the girl laying on her bed, Buffy was overcome by strange emotions. She didn't like what she was feeling.

Shrugging and stripping herself she headed into her bathroom to shower off the nights grime.

Her thought drifted to the girl in her bed, and she felt her body become aroused. Pinching her nipples, she moaned and leaned against the shower wall, loving the contrast between the heat of the shower and the coolness of the wall.

Images of the redhead flashed in front of her eyes and she moved her hand down to her core, playing with her clit before thrusting two fingers in harshly, letting a growl loose at the sensations.

She came, growling her release and letting the sensations roll through her.

Stepping out of the shower, she dried herself before walking naked into her room.

Willow averted her eyes. She had just woken up and heard the shower running. She had freaked out when she found herself chained to the bed, but she had managed to calm herself down.

Seeing Buffy walk naked into her room, put nasty thoughts into the Slayer's head, and she averted her eyes.

Buffy noticed and smirked.

"See something you like?"

Willow mustered all her strength to gave Buffy a dirty look.

Buffy smirked again and moved over to the bed. Willow panicked and tried scooting away from the approaching Vampire.

Buffy leaned over Willow, testing her chains, while at the same time pushing her breasts in the Slayer's face.

Willow couldn't help the moan that passed her lips.

Buffy pulled back and stared at the Slayer before climbing over her and settling on the other side.

Pulling back the black silk sheets, Buffy slipped between them and sighed at the feeling of peace that washed through her.

Angel was in the basement, slowly becoming Angelus again, and she had a hot Slayer in her bed.

Rolling over to face the girl, she noticed that she was looking anywhere but at her.

"What?"

Willow's eyes roamed the room, her gaze never settling on Buffy.

"What are you going to do to me?"

Buffy didn't know. She had gone into this wanting to drain the girl dry, but now, she was undecided.

"Not sure yet. Go to sleep."

Willow didn't want to sleep, but she had gotten next to no sleep the night before and her body was craving it.

Buffy closed her eyes and waited until she could hear the even breathing indicating that the Slayer was asleep.

She had to wait a while, but her patience paid off.

Opening her eyes, she studied the face of the Slayer. She was relaxed in sleep, the burden of being the savior of the people stripped away.

Not knowing why, but wanting to be closer to the girl, Buffy moved over and wrapped an arm and a leg over the sleeping Slayer.

Sighing, she closed her eyes, smiling when she felt the Slayer lean into her as much as she could with the chains restricting her.

Angel screamed in pain. Whatever Wes was doing, he could feel it working. And it hurt like hell.

He felt like he was being stabbed by thousands of knives, thought there was not one mark on his body.

Wes never lost his concentration, knowing if he messed this up, Buffy would punish him more than she had Spike and Dru.

As Angel screamed again, Wes spoke his final words.

Angel screamed a final time, before he felt himself being ripped from his body.

The Vampire crumpled to the floor, out cold.

Wes released a breath he didn't need and stood up. He had been kneeling for over nine hours, talking continually, and he was hungry.

He made his way to his Sire's room and knocked on the door.

Buffy awoke when she heard the knock, her eyes snapping open.

Looking at the girl still in her arms, she frowned before getting out of bed and putting on her robe.

"Enter."

Wes entered, keeping his eyes lowered as a sign of respect.

"It is done Sire. When he wakes, he should be Angelus once again."

Buffy wanted to jump up and down with glee, but held herself in check.

"Thank you Wes."

Wes nodded once and left.

Buffy turned back to see that Willow had woken, silent tears running down her face.

"Why so sad?"

Willow turned her head away.

"My friend is dead. You killed him. Again."

Buffy smiled and sat up on the bed, reaching out to run her hand down the Slayer's cheek, wiping away her tears.

"I set him free, it was the gypsy's that killed him."

Willow jerked her face out of Buffy's grip, making the Vampire growl out her displeasure.

"Don't touch me."

Buffy smirked and grabbed Willow's chin, forcing her to look at her.

"You didn't mind last night."

For one second, Willow feared that Buffy had done something to her when she fell asleep.

"Oh don't worry, I didn't rape you."

Willow let out a relieved breath.

"What do you mean then?"

Buffy leaned in like she was going to kiss Willow, before whispering beside her ear, "you clung to me all night."

Willow paused for a long minute.

"You figured out what to do with me yet?"

"Well, first, I was going to kill you, but I think that I want to play for a while first."

A shiver raced up Willow's back at those words as Buffy moved closer to her.

Buffy yanked on the buttons of Willow's shirt, ripping it clean off her body.

Even through the bra, Buffy could tell that the Slayer's nipples were hard.

"Seems you like me more than you let on."

Willow shook her head no and tried to back away. Buffy just followed her, molding her robe covered body against Willow's partially clothed one.

Leaning in, she brushed her lips lightly against the Slayer's, waiting to see how she would react.

For a minute, Willow let the kiss happen, but when she felt Buffy's tongue stoking along her lower lip, she jerked back.

"Don't touch me."

Buffy smiled and crushed their lips together again, thrusting her tongue into the Slayer's mouth, loving the heat she found there.

Letting her face shift quickly to its demonic form, Buffy nicked the Slayer's tongue with her fangs, before putting on her human mask, and sucked the blood away, purring at the taste.

It was different from every other Slayer she had tasted.

Buffy was assaulted by a host of emotions. It was death, life, passion, lust, and hidden in the back of her mind, afraid to even voice the word, love.

Breaking away, she licked her lips and hopped out of bed, ready to go and welcome her Childe back.

Angelus came awake with a snarl, tugging at his restraints.

"SIRE!"

Buffy burst thought the doors a second later.

"Angelus?"

His cold gaze settled on her, before it softened into the look he reserved just for her.

"Sire. What he said, he was lying." He needed her to believe him. There was only one being on earth Angelus cared about, and that was his Sire.

Buffy smiled and unlocked his chains, smiling when he picked her up and spun her around.

"God, its good to be free. I need a fresh kill, something violent to wash away all the crap he's been making me eat."

Buffy smiled but shook her head no. There was something she wanted more than to see him hunt again.

Tilting his head to the side, Buffy let her face shift, licking her fangs as she stared at the pale flesh before her.

Angelus got what she wanted and smiled, tilting his head even more for her.

Buffy sank her fangs in, purring at the taste of his blood after so long.

Grabbing his neck, she moved his mouth to her own neck and pressed it there.

As she felt his fangs enter her, she exploded in orgasm, growling it into his neck before pulling back and licking her mark closed.

Angelus gave her the same treatment, also coming down from the high he got off tasting his Sire's blood.

"Lets go reunite you with your family." Licking at the blood on his lips, Buffy led Angelus up and into the main room, where everyone was waiting. Minions and Childer alike.

The minions fell to their knees while the Childer all patted him on the back and welcomed him home.

After they had all gotten reacquainted, Angelus turned to Buffy.

"Is the Slayer still alive?"

Buffy nodded her head yes.

"Why?"

Angelus shrugged, but a dark look entered his eyes.

"She made me feel human, gave me friendship. That's not something I can just forgive."

Buffy smiled at him but dashed his hopes of killing the Slayer soon.

"I want to play for a while. There is something about this one."

Angelus cocked an eyebrow at her, wanting more than that.

Buffy sighed, she seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Ironic considering she didn't need to breath.

"I don't know what it is, but I'm drawn to her, not just because she is the Slayer, but there's something in the girl that I like. That I want." She lowered her voice, so that with even their enhanced hearing, none of the others could hear.

Angelus' brow drew together, letting her know he was thinking.

"You want to fuck her, or turn her?"

Buffy hadn't considered that.

"Maybe, but not yet. I want to sample the goods, see if she's worth it." No Slayer had ever been turned before. Buffy wasn't even sure it was possible.

Angelus nodded his head.

"Can we please go eat now?"

Buffy laughed, glad to have him back. Together Buffy, Angelus, Wes, Gunn and Penn all left to hunt.

"Hey, Buff, what are we doing with the Slayer?" Gunn had just drained his third victim, but as he spotted another potential, he turned his attention to his Sire.

Buffy let the boy whose neck she had just broken fall to the ground and licked her lips. He had been a drug user, she hated them. The drugs made the blood taste funny, so instead of eating him, she killed him.

"Not sure Gunn, any suggestions?"

"Well, I did have one. I was talking to Willy, the guy who runs the bar down on main? Well, according to him, this Slayer is the best. I say we let her go, get a good hunt for a change. A good challenge."

Buffy stopped walking. That thought did hold some appeal.

"Angelus, how good is she?"

Angelus momentarily stopped fucking his dinner to turn to his Sire.

"Oh, she's good alright. You would definitely get a good hunt with her, but then, its up to you." he resumed pounding into the sobbing girl, digging his fangs into her neck once more.

Buffy thought about Gunn's suggestion the whole way back to the mansion.

Willow heard them all get back from their hunt. She wondered if now that they had Angelus back, they would deal with her.

The door opened and Buffy walked in, flanked by Angelus.

"Willow, how nice to see you."

Willow shank back from the hand that framed her face, seeing Buffy frown at her Childe from the corner of her eye.

"You know, its been so long since I've been free, its been years since I tortured anyone."

Willow paled but she was rescued, surprisingly, by Buffy.

"Then go see Spike. He's still in the basement."

Angelus actually sulked at that, but he nodded his head and left them to go pay Spike a visit.

Spike looked up as the door opened, and felt relief at seeing Angel standing there.

It was the smirk on his face that threw Spike. He had only ever seen that smirk before on…

"Angelus."

Angelus smirked and walked over to the broken Vampire.

"Hey Spikey. Long time no see."

Spike tried to shrink away from the Vampire before him, but his chains prevented him from moving much.

"Now then, lets see what we have here."

Angelus looked from Spike to Dru, a wicked gleam in his eyes.

Slowly, he unzipped his pants, making a mental note to buy new leather ones and he did so.

Pulling out his erect cock, he walked slowly over to Dru, his eyes on Spike the entire time, even as he stroked himself.

Spike began shaking his head, not wanting Angelus to do what Spike knew he was going to do.

Stepping up behind Dru and ignoring her whimper, Angelus rammed his cock home in her ass, loving her scream of pain.

Spike wanted to wipe the smug look of his face, but he could do nothing other than watch.

As he pumped in and out of Dru, Angelus leaned over, and sank his fangs in as he came, pumping harder and harder as his orgasm raced through him.

Pulling out of Dru's battered body, he was happy to see blood running from between her ass cheeks.

Turning to Spike, that smug grin still in place, he stroked his cock back to hardness and Spike knew.

He was next.

Willow looked at Buffy, before looking away again.

"Good hunt?"

Buffy shrugged and took a seat on the bed, reaching out to run her hand through Willow's hair before trailing it down her body and making sure to caress her breasts along the way.

"He hasn't hunted humans for so long I was worried. But it's like riding a bike."

Willow shuddered, thinking of all the people she had failed to save from these Vampire's, although that wasn't the only reason for the shudder.

Buffy watched the emotions pass over the Slayer's face. Leaning down, she pressed their lips together, thrusting her tongue into the Slayer's mouth and tangling it with hers.

The Slayer couldn't help but respond, and she hated herself for it. There was something about this demon that got to her, and she realized with a start, that she liked the feeling.

Willow felt sick to her stomach.

Breaking the kiss Buffy stood and unlocked the chain from around her neck.

Showing the key to Willow, Buffy walked to the head of the bed where the chains locked.

"I'm about to let you go. You leave quietly and don't try to attack anyone here."

Willow surprise showed.

"You letting me go? Why?"

Buffy sat down and reached her hand out to stroke the Slayer's face, running her thumb over her lower lip.

"Does it really matter? Your free."

Willow jerked her head away from Buffy, seeing a hurt look flash across the Vampire's face.

Buffy had to try very hard not to just hit the girl in front of her. Here she was, giving her freedom, though it was part of her plan, and the Slayer was acting like that.

Also, she was kind of hurt by the reaction and that upset her more than she liked.

"I guess not. Okay, you have a deal."

Willow watched as Buffy unlocked her chains and sat up, rubbing her raw wrists.

Buffy noticed the marks and felt proud that she had marked the Slayer. Possession was nine tenths of the law after all.

Going into the bathroom she got a face cloth and wet it with cold water.

Walking back into the bedroom, she saw that the room was empty and couldn't stop the feelings that erupted in her.

"Stupid Slayer." At that moment, she didn't sound like a Master Vampire. She sounded every bit the eighteen year old she was when she was turned.

Willow burst through Giles' front door just after sunrise, not in the least surprised to see the entire gang there researching.

"Willow!" Giles reached his Slayer first, wrapping her up in a hug in a public display he didn't often indulge in.

"Will! Were have you been?" Xander rushed over to his friend.

"Buffy…Angel…Angelus…kidnapped."

With that said, Willow passed out.

Giles carried his Slayer into the spare room and placed her gently on the bed.

"Xander, get some fresh sheets from the wardrobe and prepare a meal for her."

"Okay sure, but what did she mean?"

Giles had an idea, but he prayed to anyone who was listening that he was wrong.

"We'll have to wait until Willow's awake again to find out."

Xander left and returned not long after with fresh sheets for Willow before leaving again to go and help Tara cook her a meal.

"Wonder what big catastrophe is coming."

Tara never responded. Her thoughts with her redheaded friend.

Buffy slept most of the day when she was woken by loud screams.

Jumping out of bed, she threw on some clothes and went downstairs to see what was happening.

She found Gunn and Wes at the bar drinking and laughing.

"What the hell was that?"

Both shrank away from their angry Sire. It was never good to wake Buffy, she tended to get cranky. It was really the only time they feared for their safety.

"Angelus, he's still down with Spike and Dru."

Buffy rolled her eyes and joined them at the bar, smiling when Wes handed her a scotch.

"How do you think he's coping?"

Gunn shrugged but Wes looked thoughtful.

"It had to do something to him. He was trapped under a human soul for over a hundred years."

Buffy nodded her agreement, worry for her Childe showing in her eyes.

"Yeah, but, he seems to be having fun." Gunn was slightly jealous at the relationship Angelus had with their Sire, but he tended not to dwell on it.

Buffy nodded her head again and stood, draining her drink.

She was feeling hungry, not having eat much the night before, more intent on watching Angelus feed.

"We really need to start keeping humans here."

Penn walked into the room then, also having woken when the scream sounded through the house.

"Hungry Sire?"

Buffy nodded her head.

Gunn tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck

Vampire blood would take the edge off the hunger and she smiled at him before vamping and sinking her fangs gently into his neck.

Gunn's eyes rolled back in his head at the sheer carnal pleasure of this act. He loved when his Sire fed off him, and when she offered her blood in return. There was nothing like Sire's blood.

Buffy only took a few longs pulls from him, not wanting him to weaken. Licking her marks free from blood she placed a kiss against the skin before pulling back and letting her fangs retreat.

"Thanks."

Gunn still had that look of pleasure on his face and barely heard her.

The smell of arousal in the room was too much for her and she attacked his lips with crushing force, thrusting her tongue in and battling with his in a fight both knew she would win.

Gunn stood and turned so her was he leaning again the bar, Buffy in his arms. Penn walked up behind her and molded his body to hers.

Wes was too exhausted to indulge in these activities and left them too it.

Buffy growled at the back of her throat as Gunn palmed her breasts through her robe and Penn cupped her mound from behind.

She started rocking back and forth, from one erection to another.

Braking the kiss with Gunn, she turned her head and caught Penn's mouth with her own.

Gunn moved his kisses to Buffy's neck, earning him a growl of approval.

Switching quickly he ran his fangs along the skin, drawing a little blood before reverting to human again, purring as he lapped at the powerful blood of his Sire.

Penn moved his hands and loosened the belt on Buffy's robe, letting it fall open, exposing her to the gaze of Gunn.

With a growl, he lowered his head and nipped around his Sire's nipples, loving the growls and purrs he got in response.

Penn began walking back, bringing Buffy with him and making Gunn follow to keep contact.

Turning he met Gunn's eyes, and the latter nodded.

Flopping down on the couch, he pulled Buffy with him.

Buffy began rocking herself on Gunn's covered cock before moving her hands to free it. Not having the patience to undo his belt, she ripped the front of his pants and stuck her hand inside, feeling him twitch in her hand.

Penn had stripped himself and raised Buffy so that he had access to her body.

Bringing himself in line with her ass, he paused and he saw Gunn was also poised at her core.

"Sire?"

"Yes! God yes."

At once, both males sank into the welcoming body of their Sire.

Buffy growled at the doubled sensation of having two cocks inside her.

The fullness she felt created just the right amount of pain.

Feeling Angelus near, she looked up to see him enter the room, lust shining in his eyes at what he saw before him.

"Come Childe."

Angelus walked over to Buffy, unzipping his pants and taking out his blood stained cock.

Buffy's eyes lit up and as he got near enough, she reached out and pulled him to her, taking his cock into her mouth in one go.

"Fuck yeah." It had been entirely too long since Angelus had done this.

Gunn opened his eyes to see Buffy sucking Angelus' cock and leaned up to capture one of his balls in his mouth, sucking on the sensitive skin he found there.

In life, Gunn would have never touched a man the way he was now, but then, becoming a Vampire changed a lot of things. They didn't work in boxes labeled 'straight' or 'gay'. They worked with 'want' and 'need'.

It didn't take long for all four of them to come, each Vampire sinking fangs into the closest bit of flesh they could reach. For Buffy, that was Angelus cock. The pain sent him into another climax before the first had even finished.

It was lucky none of them needed to breath as they all collapsed on top of one another.

Buffy opened her eyes and looked at each of her Childer before closing them again in bliss.

"Man, I'm lucky."

The other three wholeheartedly agreed with her, though they knew they were lucky to have Buffy as a Sire.

Most Sire's dominated all their Childer ruthlessly, Buffy gave them their freedom, unless they were being punished. But she only punished them when they deserved it.

The minions were another story, but they didn't count.

Willow woke up to the smell of home cooking.

Slowly, she got out of bed and followed her nose to the kitchen to see Tara standing at the stove.

"Hey."

Tara jumped, not having heard Willow.

"Hey. How are you feeling?"

Willow shrugged and hopped up on Giles worktop, looking through to the living room to see Giles, Xander and Cordy all there.

"I'm okay considering."

"Considering you were kidnapped by an insane Vampire who loves torturing and killing Slayer's?"

"She's not insane." Willow didn't know why she had felt the need to stand up for Buffy. It just came out.

She was worried about that and tried to hide it. This Vampire was starting to cause her serious mental problems.

Tara cocked her head to the side and stared at her friend.

"Will?"

Willow shook her head, "its nothing. I'm just tried. And hungry."

Tara smiled and motioned to the plates beside Willow.

"Everything is ready, why don't you go out and set the table for everyone."

Willow left to do that, talking with Xander as she did.

Tara watched her friend, knowing something was going on with her, but not having a clue as to what.

They ate their meal, Willow having seconds and thirds before moving into the living room and relaxing on the couch.

"So Willow. What exactly happened then?"

Willow turned to face her watcher.

"Buffy stopped me and Angel," she had trouble getting his name out, "on the way home. We got jumped from behind and woke up chained in a basement."

Willow paused and took a deep breath. The next part was the hardest.

"She got another Vampire to take Angel's soul away. He's Angelus again."

No-one spoke, all praying they heard wrong.

Giles was the first to break out of his trance like state at hearing that piece of news.

"How?"

Willow shrugged.

"Some spell. She took me out of the room before the other Vampire started, but we could all hear Angel's screams."

"What I don't understand, is why she let you go instead of killing you." Cordy never had learned the art of tact.

"As harsh as that sounded," Giles directed a sour look at Cordy for her comment, "she's right. Why would she let you go?"

Willow didn't know. She got the impression that the Vampire liked her, but hadn't Angel told her that Buffy had seduced Slayer's before? Maybe this was just part of her plan.

A dark part of Willow, a part she rarely listened to, told her that the Vampire wouldn't have to try to very hard to seduce her.

"It's more than likely a ploy to throw you off."

Outwardly, Willow agreed, but inwardly, she kept seeing the hurt look on Buffy's face when she flinched from her touch before it was covered by a mask or indifference.

She could still taste the passion in the Vampire's kisses. Problem was, she didn't know if it was her own, or Buffy's.

Willow patrolled that night. Giles had argued with her, but in the end they had reached an agreement.

If Willow patrolled, they all went with her.

Giles had also taken the liberty of contacting Faith, the second Slayer. She was currently in Boston, but would make her way to Sunnydale first thing in the morning.

Faith had only been the Slayer for six months, though Giles still thought it was strange that Buffy had not looked for either Slayer before her visit to Sunnydale.

He shared his confusion with his Slayer, who told him that the Vampire was probably looking for a way to get Angelus back and didn't have the time to go Slayer hunting.

Xander, Cordy, Tara and Giles were all armed to the teeth. Willow had her trusty stake with her, and a few replacements in her jacket pocket.

It was the Slayer that noticed them first.

About five hundred yards in front of them stood Buffy, Angelus, Wes and the two others she knew to be Penn and Gunn.

She stopped walking, causing Xander, who was looking behind himself, to bump into her.

"Sorry Will-" he cut off when he looked up and saw why the Slayer had stopped.

"Guys, weapons ready."

Willow took point as the Vampires made their ways towards them.

Buffy tuned to each Childe in turn and warned them off attacking.

"Well look, the gangs all here." Angelus looked at the people Angel had called friends and suppressed a growl.

"Angel." Xander had never cared about the fact that Angel had a soul, a Vampire was a Vampire to him. He found himself wishing though, that it was the good version in front of him right now, and not the killer he had heard horror stories about.

"Names Angelus whelp." Angelus took a threatening step closer, but Buffy stuck her arm out in front of him, blocking his path.

"Oh, look, Deadboy takes orders from a girl."

Willow turned and raised her eyebrows at Xander, as if to say 'think about it' and after a few seconds, he got it and ducked his head.

Willow turned her attention back to Buffy and gripped her stake tightly.

"Any reason you're here?"

Buffy shrugged and took in a wide glance of the cemetery.

"Just enjoying a night-time stroll."

"Pity you didn't take it during the day."

Buffy raised her eyebrows at the brunette standing beside the boy she knew was called Xander, thanks to Angelus.

"Cordy, right? I would really watch that tongue of yours if I were you. You might find it cut out if you aren't careful."

Cordy took the warning and shrank back behind Xander some more. Tara stepped up to stand beside Willow, as did Giles. Xander moved away from Cordy and guarded the Slayer's back.

"A touching as this is, are we going to fight or what?" Willow just wanted this over.

Buffy smirked and walked closer, ignoring the stake the Slayer raised.

"You didn't seem to mind the touching last night."

Giles looked sharply at his Slayer.

"Willow?"

Willow shook her head, not wanting to get into it now.

"It was nothing."

There. Willow definitely saw a hurt look cross Buffy's face before she hardened.

"Ah Will-"

"Not now Xander."

Xander tugged on her arm.

"I get that your in the middle of something, but if you could just look to your right for a minute, we have another problem."

Willow looked out of the corner of her eye and sighed. Ignoring Buffy she turned to face the demon that was making its way over.

Buffy didn't take well to being ignored and was about to say something when she saw what the Slayer saw.

"Friend of yours?" Willow asked Buffy, though all her attention was now on the approaching demon.

Buffy stepped up to stand beside the Slayer, her Childer falling in behind her.

"What are you doing?"

Buffy had no clue, so she ignored the Slayer's question and focused on the demon.

She recognized the breed, but couldn't remember specifically what it was.

The demon stopped a hundred yards away.

"Slayer."

Willow rolled her eyes.

"They never come up with anything new."

Buffy shot her a smirk before walking up to the demon, motioning for her Childer to stay put.

Vampire and demon stared at one another.

"Why do you work with the Slayer?"

Buffy looked affronted.

"I do not!" The growl had the demon taking a step back.

"What do you want?"

The demon paused, considering her question.

"Simple. The Slayer. My master wants her."

Buffy raised an intrigued eyebrow.

"For what?"

The demon debated on telling the Vampire before him why his master wanted the Slayer. She would probably help him get the girl.

"To fight. Every year, a master of one of ten clans holds a party. Each year they try to outdo the previous. This year, my master wants the Slayer."

Buffy didn't like that idea. It conflicted with her plans.

"She's mine." The possessive tone did not go unmissed.

"Then we fight."

The demon threw the first punch, but Buffy was ready.

Ducking, she punched him in the face, grinning at the thought of a good fight.

The Scooby gang watched, open mouthed as Buffy took on the demon.

Angelus smirked as Buffy caught the demon on the side of its head, drawing blood.

The smell of the blood, though non human, brought out Buffy's demon, making her fight harder.

The fight only lasted a few minutes, though to the demon, it seemed like a lifetime.

With a powerful kick to the demons head, Buffy watched as it fell off, rolling to the side a few feet away, green blood oozing from it.

Wiping her hands on her leather pants, Buffy turned to the applause of her Childer.

Angelus strode up to her and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"What was that all about?"

Buffy looked towards the Slayer, happy to see the frown that flashed across her face.

"He wanted something that would have ruined my plans."

Angelus followed her gaze and smirked.

"I see. Glad to see you haven't lost it."

Buffy gave him a squat on his arm.

"Like I could ever lose it."

They walked back the few feet to the rest of the group, Vampire's and humans alike.

Willow was watching Buffy and Angelus closely, and she didn't like what she saw.

Angelus had spent a lot of time with these humans, and knew what was coming next.

Sure enough, they all raised their weapons. Xander held his cross bow out in front of him like a shield, Cordy was holding out her cross, Giles had his sword and Tara was holding a cross and a bottle of holy water.

Willow stepped forward, stake raised,

Buffy raised her hands in defense.

"Wow, Slayer. Lower the pointy wooden stick would you."

They had a staring contest, which Willow won.

Buffy backed away and moved to leave, when Willow's voice stopped her.

"You think I'm actually going to let you let go to kill people?"

"Fish has to swim, birds got to fly."

Willow frowned.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Buffy walked until they were almost nose to nose, making the humans move closer to the Slayer, making the Vampire's move closer to the Vampire.

It was Xander that started it, but it was an accident. He let fly an arrow, which embedded itself in Penn's stomach.

Buffy saw red. The only one allowed to hurt her Childer was her, and only when they deserved it.

Snarling, she made a move for Xander, but was stopped by the press of Willow's stake against her.

"Penn?"

Penn pulled out the arrow and threw it to the ground.

"I'm good."

Buffy nodded her head but didn't move.

Angelus had stepped up beside his Sire as soon as he spotted the stake.

"Buff?"

Buffy heard the worry in his voice. Most wouldn't have, only his family knew how to read him, and even then, Buffy was the best at it.

"I'm good." She echoed Penn's statement from earlier, feeling Angelus tense behind her at the close proximity of the stake to his Sire.

Willow shifted suddenly, bringing her stake in line with Buffy's heart.

Angelus glared at the Slayer, who never took her eyes off Buffy.

Buffy took a step forward, feeling the pressure of the wood through her silk shirt.

"Is this really how you want this to end?"

Willow nodded her head. She would rather have to kill Buffy, than have Buffy kill anymore innocent people, including her friends.

Buffy shook her head sadly before reaching out behind her and pushing Angelus back a few paces.

"What-" He was cut off when Buffy suddenly preformed a back flip away from the Slayer, to land beside him.

"Well, I don't." Buffy turned and began walking away, her Childer following her.

Xander raised his bow and fired again. Willow, who had seen what he planned, couldn't stop him in time.

The arrow hit Buffy, a few inches short of her heart, his intended target.

With a growl, she vamped and fell to her knees.

"Buffy!"

Penn scooped up his Sire in his arms, checking the proximity of the arrow to her heart and nodded to Angelus, who turned cold eyes to Xander.

"You boy, have just signed your own death warrant."

He stalked forward not caring that Willow had stepped in front of his target.

"Angel."

He stopped and turned to face his Sire. After living under the soul for so long, for anyone to call him anything but Angelus would have pissed him off. Anyone but his Sire that is.

She was allowed to call him what she liked, and she had called him Angel in the past, before he was cursed with a soul.

Buffy opened her eyes, pain showing in them. Pain and anger.

"Take me home."

She needed to heal, then the boy was hers to deal with.

Willow rounded on Xander the moment the Vampire's were out of sight.

"What the hell are you playing at?"

Xander looked confused, then angry.

"I was trying to stake the Vampire, that you for some reason were about to let walk away to kill god knows who!"

Giles stepped forward to stall the argument.

"This isn't helping. We need to go the library and research how Buffy could have taken Angel's soul. See if its permanent or not."

Willow looked at him like he had two heads.

"Giles, is permanent. She wanted him back, its like the whole family are close. I didn't spend time with anyone other that Buffy, not even Angelus, but from what I saw tonight, they all care about each other."

"Will, they are demons, they can't care. It isn't in them too." Cordy agreed with her boyfriend. Willow should have killed the blonde when she had the chance.

"Look, what we all need is a good nights sleep, I know I do." Willow looked off into the direction Buffy disappeared, being carried in the arms of another vamp.

She couldn't help but worry about her. She didn't dust, so she knew that the Vampire would be okay, but still, any higher, and Xander would have killed her.

Buffy growled as Wes cleaned her wound and washed away the dry blood.

Looking up, she saw that Gunn had returned, licking her lips as she stared at the girl he had brought with him.

Gunn thrust the scared girl over to Angelus, who held her tight, bending her so Buffy could reach her neck.

Already in vamp face, Buffy bit it, drinking the girl dry in seconds, listening to her screams for mercy before she passed out from blood loss before dying.

Licking her fangs clean she lay back down and turned to Gunn.

"Thank you."

He nodded his head and after making sure she was comfortable, left the room to take his own meal to his room. The girl's lover was out cold in the hallway.

Buffy tuned out Wes and Angelus talking about with torture technique to use on Spike next and let her mind wander.

Willow had no clue why she was doing what she was, but it didn't stop her.

Scaling the wall to the mansion, Willow made her way around back to where she knew Buffy's bedroom was.

Stopping, she looked up and saw the balcony that led to Buffy.

Looking around for a way to climb the wall, her eyes lit up when she saw the drain pipe.

Willow was up the wall in seconds and standing on Buffy's balcony before she could reason herself out of it.

The thick blood red drapes hid Buffy from her view and she closed her eyes, picturing the room.

Peeling back a corner of the curtain, the corner where she knew Buffy would be in no danger from the sun, she peeked in.

Buffy was curled up on her bed, sheets around her ankles. She had her pillow clutched to her and she seemed to be dreaming from what Willow could tell.

She was also naked and Willow had no problem seeing everything.

Ignoring the voice in her head that begged her to leave this place, to go back home where she was safe, Willow entered the room, letting the drape fall closed again.

Walking to the edge of the bed, she gently eased herself down, reaching out a hand to stroke the skin of Buffy's face.

Reaching down, she pulled the blankets from the base of the bed up to cover Buffy, but when she turned back, the Vampire was wide awake and looking at her.

Willow jumped back, but all Buffy did was sit up.

"Have to say, I didn't expect to see you here."

Willow turned around to leave, but Buffy stopped her.

"Wait, stay for a while," seeing Willow pause, Buffy added a soft, "please."

Willow moved back to the bed and took a seat, a little uncomfortable with Buffy's nudity.

Buffy smiled, and Willow was struck by the beauty of it.

"So, why'd you come?"

Willow shrugged her shoulders.

"Truthfully, I have no clue."

Buffy smirked inside. She hadn't even started trying to seduce the Slayer, not really anyway, but here Willow was, already under her spell – so to speak.

"Worried?"

Willow's eyes moved down to the patch of skin that was covered by a gauze. It was off to the right of her heart, in-between her breasts.

Reaching out, without thinking, she pulled it off to see the angry red mass that lay under it.

"Looks sore."

Buffy winced, remembering the pain.

"Still, I'm sure that you've done worse to others in the past."

Willow was prepared for a number of things to happen. She was prepared for Buffy to attack her, she was prepared to see Angelus walk through the door, hell she was even prepared to see the devil himself lurking in the room somewhere.

What she wasn't prepared for, was the hurt that she saw in Buffy's eyes.

Buffy looked away so that the Slayer would miss the look of remembrance on her face for times gone by. Not because she was ashamed for anything she had done, she wasn't. Proud was more like it.

"Touché."

Willow fidgeted, not knowing what to do, or say for that matter.

Buffy patted the bed beside her, wanting the Slayer to sit.

Willow moved forward heading for the bed, but paused and turned so she was sitting in the leather chair Wes had used when he was tending to his Sire's wound.

"What did you do to me?"

Buffy cocked her head to the side, wondering what she meant by that.

"I should hate you, you've killed girls just like me. You've killed humans, tortured them even. So why, after all this, can I not just hate you? Why are there complex…feelings involved? What did you do to me?" Willow sounded quite distressed by that, and Buffy had to restrain herself from gloating.

"I can't tell you the answer to that Willow. No-body but you can say what is going on inside. But I can tell you this. The feeling is mutual."

At Willow's blank look Buffy elaborated.

"You say I've killed all theses Slayer's? how many Master Vamps have you killed? How many demons? Everything I represent to your would? You represent to mine. I shouldn't be feeling these things for you, hell, I shouldn't even be feeling them. But I do, and its real." Buffy frowned at herself, aware that what she was saying was true.

Willow stood up and began pacing.

"Its not the same and you know it."

Buffy rested against her pillows, wishing she had a glass of blood red wine in her hand. It was actual red wine spiced with blood. She would have to get Wes to check to see if they had any let.

"Why?"

"Because, I only kill evil things! You kill people! Children, adults, heck, whole families!" Willow stood with her hands on her hips, her red hair hanging down around her shoulder, and Buffy couldn't help think that she looked beautiful.

"You're the Slayer, that's your job. I'm a Vampire, that's my job."

And that was it. That was the one thing that Buffy knew was going to be a problem. That one little difference was going to cause her a load of bother.

Willow stood up, and Buffy knew she was right.

"Do yourself a favor and leave town."

With those parting words, Willow opened the drapes and stepped out into the sunshine, leaving Buffy alone in the darkened room.

Seven

Buffy woke with the sunset. Spread out on her bed, she breathed deeply and caught the lingering scent of the Slayer.

Looking towards her door as it opened, she saw Angelus and Penn enter. They were the only two that would dare enter her room without knocking, not that she would punish the others if they ever did.

"Nice sleep?"

Buffy purred as she stretched, noticing the hungry looks Angelus and Penn were giving her.

"I slept like the dead."

Angelus smirked at her pun and sat down on the bed, Penn taking the side opposite him.

"We were thinking. We should really start keeping people here. I woke up around three hungry." Angelus ran his hands down her exposed body, a lustful look entering his eyes.

Buffy had been thinking alone the same lines herself.

"We'll bring some back tonight." Standing up, uncaring of her nudity, Buffy walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower, happy when she turned to see Penn and Angelus were already stripped and aroused, waiting for her to join them.

The three Vampire's met the rest of their family in the main room, all chomping at the bit to go hunt. The family bond was the strongest there was, apart from the Sire/Childe bond and the Mate bond.

Buffy took centre stage and address her Childer.

"When you hunt tonight, destroy the bodies. I don't care how, but make them disappear."

Angelus frowned. He didn't really care what happened to the bodies, but he wanted to know why his Sire wanted things done this way.

"Why?"

Buffy vamped out and growled for the minions to clear the room, leaving just Penn, Angelus, Wes and Gunn. The only ones she trusted.

Shaking off her fangs, she answered Angelus' question, though it was aimed at them all.

"The Slayer paid me a visit today. Seems she wont be too hard to seduce, hell, she's half way there already. But, and this is a big but, the Vampire thing is going to be a problem. Now, I can't get round that, but I can tempt her over. Make her see that we aren't all bad," Buffy ignored Angelus' snicker, "we have to trick her into thinking that anyway."

"You mean, manipulate her without her knowledge. Break her down, piece by piece." Angelus paused and ran his tongue over his top row of fangs.

"I like that."

Buffy rolled her eyes at him.

"So, I want no bodies showing up, or you'll regret it."

"How about we drop them off at the cemetery, maybe open a crypt or two and throw the bodies in."

"Too risky, someone would notice."

"Burn them?" This came from Penn.

"I think that people would notice the smell of burning bodies, just because they ignored it at Auschwitz, doesn't mean they will here." Buffy sighed, this might be harder than they thought.

"Right, well, how about we bury them?" Wes put forward his idea.

Buffy's eyes lit up.

"Wes, I knew there was a reason I turned you. We can get the minions to dig the graves out the back."

Wes smiled, and licked his fangs.

Buffy told them all to make sure they brought the bodies home tonight, they all had cars, so it shouldn't be a problem.

"What, we aren't going together?" Buffy heard the unease in Angelus voice.

Sharing a knowing look with Wes, Buffy turned her attention to Angelus.

"You and I will be. The others are on their own."

Angelus was fine with that. He knew Buffy wouldn't let anyone hurt him.

"Okay."

Gunn stood up and bent to give Buffy a kiss on the cheek goodbye.

"Come back safe."

Wes nodded to Buffy and left, hoping to find a nice young teenager to quell his desires. If she happened to die during it, well then so be it.

Penn looked from his Sire to Angelus, not wanting to leave on his own.

"Penn, your with us as well." Buffy didn't know why, but she wanted them both with her tonight.

He perked up and grabbed his coat. Together the three left the mansion.

The gang had gathered in the library to discuss a plan of action regarding Buffy and Angelus, not to mention the other three Vampire's.

"I say we find out where they are staying and bomb the place to the ground." Xander's suggestion wasn't made in jest.

Willow rolled her eyes at him.

"I think the general public would notice an explosion of that magnitude Xander." Giles said, all the while his attention on his Slayer. There was something going on with her today.

"Beside, I already know where they are. It's the old mansion down on Crawford street. Did I not mention that part before?"

Willow looked around, and by the look on Giles' face, she hadn't.

"Okay, so I never. Anyway, we need to stop them, and soon."

They spent the next hour talking over battle plans. But ultimately, they could do nothing until they knew what the demons were going to do.

Giles looked up when the library doors opened.

A young brunette walked in and stopped when she saw the gang all sitting.

"Hey, I'm looking for a Mister Giles? I'm Faith."

Buffy, Angelus and Penn were in the Bronze on the off chance that the Slayer would be there.

After being in the building for five minutes, the music pounding into her, the smell of young blood and sex and Buffy was already ready to fuck either one of her Childer up against the closest hard surface.

Penn had already left to do just that to some unsuspecting girl.

She leaned back in her seat and let her eyes run over the dance floor. She knew the Slayer wasn't in the building because she hadn't felt that little tingle of warning on the back of her neck.

Angelus looked over and saw that his Sire was moving around on her chair, he could relate.

Even with a soul, being in this club never failed to arouse the hell out of him.

Sliding over, he ran his hand down her face, smiling when she leaned into the touch purring her approval.

Buffy turned to look at him, and recognize the lust in his eyes.

Smiling she pulled him closer, glad the corner they were in was dark.

Not that she minded people seeing what they were about to do, but she didn't want the Slayer seeing if she came in.

Angelus ran his hand from Buffy's neck down her side, briefly massaging her breasts, before moving on down and cupping her leather covered mound in his hand.

"Fuck…" Buffy leaned back and pushed her hips up, gaining the pressure where she needed it most.

Angelus lifted her, unzipped his pants, freed his cock, opened her pants and had his cock in her cool body before she could have blinked.

Buffy set a hard pace, bouncing on his lap and growling her pleasure.

Angelus moved his mouth to her neck and buried his face there, letting his fangs come out to play.

Buffy pushed her neck firmly onto his teeth, growling as they cut at her skin each time she thrust herself onto him.

The hard fast pace had them both coming soon, each sinking their fangs into the others neck, growling out their release in the loud, dark and human filled club.

Buffy pulled back, still in vamp face and licked her lips before leaning in and licking her mark on him closed.

"Mine."

Angelus closed the mark on Buffy's neck, knowing it wouldn't scar. He would always have the mark on his neck that professed him to be hers, he didn't mind that one bit.

"Yours Sire."

Willow walked behind the others as they entered the Bronze. She hadn't wanted to come tonight, but the new Slayer had cajoled the gang into taking the night off, promising that she and Willow would do a combined sweep later.

As soon as she entered the club, she felt as if she was being watched.

"Hey guys, find a table, I'm going to the bathroom." Willow got a nod from Xander that he had heard her.

She couldn't help but not like her sister Slayer. She didn't know why, but there was something about her.

Buffy watched the Slayer as she headed towards the girls' toilets and left Angelus to follow her.

Pushing open the door, she saw a few girl's at the mirror, but no Slayer. Coming to the conclusion that Willow was in a stall, Buffy took a seat on the ones they had in there to wait, careful to keep away from the mirrors.

Willow flushed her toilet and opened the door to see Buffy lounging on the seats, looking at the girls at the sink.

Despite herself, the Slayer couldn't help feel a jab of jealously. She also couldn't help remembering the kisses they had shared and god help her, she wanted more.

"Stalking now?" Willow stepped up to wash her hands, knowing that Buffy had heard her.

"Come now Willow, I just needed to pee."

Willow looked in the mirror to where Buffy was. Even though she didn't have a reflection, Willow met her eyes,

"Your dead, or did you forget that?"

The girls that had been reapplying make-up gave them both funny looks and got the hell out of there, leaving the two alone.

"I just popped in to say hello." Buffy sat back and watched the Slayer through hooded eyes. She really wanted to just slam her up against the nearest wall and fuck the brains out of her.

Angelus had taken the edge off her lust earlier, but, as normal now, she felt her body responding to the closeness of the Slayer.

Willow dried her hands and turned her full attention to the Vampire.

"Okay, you've said hello, now could you leave me alone for one night?"

Buffy heard the stress in the Slayer's voice and wondered where it was coming from. She hoped she was causing it.

"No, I like it here."

Willow rolled her eyes and made to leave but Buffy stood up and blocked her way.

Willow fell into a fighting stance, making the Vampire sigh.

"Look, I was just going to ask what was wrong."

Willow's eyes got really big before she relaxed and lowered her hands, one of which held a stake.

"What's wrong is that I'm trapped in the girls' bathroom with a killer who seems to like kissing me, my friends are practically drooling over Faith, and to top it all off, I'm flunking English!"

Buffy moved away from the door and held her arms out.

"You can leave any time you want, or we could kiss, I would prefer the second option there if I'm allowed to choose."

When Willow didn't move, Buffy took a seat, glad when the Slayer sat down as well.

"So there's one problem taken care of, now the other two. Who's Faith?" Buffy tried really hard not to growl the words, wondering just who this new girl was.

Willow smirked and turned to face the Vampire.

"Faith is the second Slayer."

Willow watched as Buffy's eyes narrowed.

Buffy stood up and began to pace. She hadn't known there were two slayers. She had spent the best part of three years searching for the witch doctor to cure Angelus. She had been out of the loop so to speak.

She stopped when it hit her.

Two Slayer's.

That meant…

"You died?" She couldn't stop the growl this time, nor could she stop her face from changing.

Willow looked up and jumped when she saw the golden eyes of the demon looking down at her.

"Only for a minute."

That didn't appease Buffy. Spinning, she kicked out, sending the bin across the bathroom to land in a heap at the other side.

Willow jumped up, not sure why the Vampire was acting like this.

She would have been surprised to know that the Vampire in question hadn't the slightest idea either.

Buffy sat back down and visibly got herself under control, pushing back her demonic features. When the Slayer died, it would be by her hand, no-one else's. The Slayer was hers and hers alone.

"So, you died?"

Willow looked warily at the Vampire beside her.

"Yeah. About a year ago."

Buffy's hands clenched.

"Who, or what?"

"Vampire. It was The Master."

Buffy's head shot up.

"Nest?"

Willow nodded her head. Just after it happened she hadn't dealt with it very well, but now she could talk about it and not freeze up inside.

"But you came back." Buffy stated the obvious, hoping the Slayer would fill in the details.

Willow nodded her head, unsure why she was telling the Vampire this.

"He only bit me enough to draw the strength to free himself, I drowned. Xander and Angel came, to save me. Xander brought me back with CPR. Then I killed the Master."

Buffy still hated the boy, but she had to admit, he did good.

"So, what's the new girl like?"

Willow frowned, not sure what to say.

"She seems okay, there's just something about her that bugs me." she looked up to the Vampire, and seemed to realize who she was talking to.

"Just 'cause there's another Slayer in town, doesn't mean you can go after this one too."

Buffy got a lustful smile on her face and moved closer to the Slayer, invading her personal space and leaning in to lick Willow's lips.

"There is only one Slayer I'm interested in."

Their eyes locked and Willow could feel her body moving forward of its own accord.

Buffy followed her movements with her eyes, watching as Willow's pink tongue came out to wet her lips. She couldn't stop the low growl that escaped her.

Just before their lips met, the door opened and in walked Faith.

Taking in the sight before her, she smirked and turned to Willow, completely ignoring the other girl, not knowing it was a vamp.

"So the redhead is into chicks? Must say, I never saw that one coming."

Willow jumped back and blushed while Buffy suppressed the annoyed growl. She had been so close to tasting those lips again.

"So, who's your girl then?" Faith sauntered over and looked at Buffy, feeling a shot of lust run through her.

Buffy smirked. She knew exactly what kind of reaction Faith was having. She could smell it.

Willow looked from the leering Faith to the smirking Buffy and didn't like the thoughts that ran through her head. Or the feelings those thoughts produced.

"Well, you must be Faith." Buffy made a show of looking over the other Slayer, loving the pissed off vibes she was getting from her Slayer.

Faith gave Buffy what she called her 'fuck me now' leer and walked closer.

Willow jumped up to stand between the two, and it didn't occur to her that as she turned her back on Buffy, she was turning her back on a Vampire that could kill her faster than look at her.

"Faith, this is Buffy. Buffy this is Faith. Buffy is a Vampire, Faith is a Slayer. There now, we're all introduced and now we are leaving." Willow grabbed Faith by the arm and tried to drag her out, but Faith was having none of it.

"Willow! You're dating a vamp! You slut!"

Buffy didn't take kindly to that. Growling, she vamped and snarled at Faith, only to have Willow turn and pin her with a frown.

"What?"

"Why are you all growly? It was me she called a slut, which by the way Faith? Not a good way to earn friends-"

Buffy smirked at Faith, and around fangs, it looked pretty scary.

"-plus, she's not my girlfriend."

The smirk died off Buffy's face, but the growl went up a few notches. Whether she knew it or not, the Slayer belonged to Buffy now.

"That's not what it looked like to me. Is that how you slay, fuck the vamps into submission before you stake them?"

That was it, Willow lost it. One punch and Faith was down, clutching her nose, blood gushing from it.

"You bwoke my nose!" Faith struggled to stand.

Buffy couldn't help it, she burst out laughing.

Willow shot her a dirty look over her shoulder, already worrying about how she was going to explain this to Giles.

"Priceless!" Buffy was still laughing as Faith stood, tilting her head back to stop the flow of blood.

Willow looked at her fellow Slayer, and for the life of her, she couldn't feel guilty about hurting her.

Angelus watched as his Sire walked over to his table, still giggling like a girl.

"What's so funny?"

Buffy actually had tears in her eyes.

"Willow broke Faith's nose!"

Angelus' confusion was clear.

"Who is Faith?"

Buffy took his drink off him and downed it in one.

"The new Slayer," sobering up she looked at him steadily, "Why didn't you tell me about her death and subsequence revival?"

Angelus rolled his eyes and searched the club for a fresh meal.

"Never thought it mattered."

Buffy grabbed his chin and forced his eyes to hers.

"There are two Slayers. I would say that matters."

He swallowed, hoping that he hadn't pissed her off.

"Angel never met the second Slayer, but we did know of her. It just slipped my mind Sire; I swear that's all it was."

Buffy used the hand that had gripped his chin to gently stoke his face.

"Relax Childe, I know."

He let out the breath he was holding, which was funny considering he didn't need to breathe.

"Come on, let's go find Penn and then go home."

"What about the Slayer?"

"We talked, this plan may go smoother than I anticipated."

Angelus smiled at her and together they left to find Penn.

"So, how did the hunt go?" Buffy was lounging on the plush red carpet, a glass of wine in her hands.

"Good, the minions are collecting the bodies as we speak from the cars. The pit they dug out was massive, so we should be good for a while." Gunn plopped down beside her and closed his eyes, breathing in her comforting scent.

Wes was reading over some of his books. It wasn't very well known, but Wes used to be a watcher in another life. One he was happy to have left behind.

He was looking for a way to help his Sire.

He didn't want to have to stay in Sunnydale. He wanted to go back to their mansion in L.A, one which made this mansion look like a two bedroom apartment.

So that was why he was looking for a way to subdue the Slayer. Instead of having to wait until she turned to their way of thinking, something Wes doubted, no matter how much she was enthralled with Buffy. He was hoping to find something he had heard talk of when he was a young watcher.

Subdue the Slayer, kidnap her and leave. Buffy could play until her heart was content, then if she wanted to, she could turn the girl. Or kill her, whatever.

His eyes lit on the page he needed after three days and he read through the list of ingredients he would need to create the mixture.

Standing and stretching, he left his room to go and find his Sire, hoping that she would go for his plan.

"Wes, I thought you'd be sleeping by now." Buffy relaxed against her bed, signaling for her Childe to come closer.

She noticed he was fidgeting and wondered what was worrying him.

"Sire, if you could, would you leave Sunnydale?"

"Why? The Slayer is here."

"Yes, but we only came for Angelus."

Buffy sat up and regarded him with hard eyes.

"Yes, but now I want the Slayer."

Wes smiled at that.

"What if I told you that you could have the Slayer and leave here at the same time?"

Buffy's expression changed to one of puzzlement.

"How?"

Wordlessly, he handed her the page, watching as she read. He was happy when a smile graced her lips, glad that he would soon be out of this hellhole of a town.

"I never thought the Watchers would be so wonderfully sadistic to their Slayer's. This is perfect. Do what you have to do, but I want this ready in two weeks." Buffy smiled at him, thinking of all the possibilities this drug would bring her. Things that she was sure would have happened sooner or later; this just made it happen sooner. Which she was glad for.

Willow hadn't seen Buffy or Angelus in over two weeks. She was officially worried. Not about their safety, they could handle themselves in a fight. No, she was worried about what they were up to.

Patrol had been far too quiet for the last week, so quiet in fact, that she had let the gang come with her a few nights ago, and Giles was with her now.

"Giles, what do you think they're doing?"

He shook his head. He had no idea, but he knew it couldn't be good.

One minute they were walking along in silence, the next Buffy stood before them, a little grin on her lips.

"Slayer. Watcher."

Willow wasn't reassured by the look on Buffy's face, to her, it looked too cocky. The Vampire was too sure of herself.

However, she never got to find out. Giles looked on in horror as his charge crumpled to the ground, unconscious with a dart embedded in her neck.

"What…?"

Buffy walked calmly over to the fallen Slayer and slid out the syringe she had in her pocket. Giles stepped up to protect Willow, only to be pulled roughly back by Gunn.

Buffy gently raised Willow's sleeve and wiped the skin with a wipe she had with her before easing the needle into her skin and injecting the compound that would strip the Slayer of her strength, temporally anyway.

"I have to thank you Watchers. If Wes hadn't found out about the Cruciamentum, we would have never thought of simply drugging her and taking her."

Giles looked horrified at the thought of what these demons would do to his Slayer.

"Oh don't worry, you still have the second Slayer." Buffy's look turned hard and she knelt down so they were eye level.

"Don't try to find her, if you do, you all die."

Standing up, Buffy picked up Willow and started walking away.

Gunn thumped Giles on the side of the head. The last thing he saw, was his Slayer being led away, carried in the arms of a demon.

Buffy looked down at the girl draped across her lap. The Slayer was still out of it and the smile that Buffy couldn't contain made her frown. She was a Vampire, a vicious one at that. She shouldn't be having these feelings for a human let alone the Slayer.

As the limo pulled to a stop in front of their L.A home, Buffy stayed where she was, waiting until Gunn, Wes, Penn and Angelus had gotten out before she did, handing Gunn the Slayer as she did so.

"I need a kill, who's with me?" Buffy was getting twitchy from all the emotions the Slayer had her feeling and needed a violent kill to cleanse herself.

"I wouldn't mind a fresh kill." Gunn stepped up beside Angelus and handed him the Slayer before moving over to Buffy.

Buffy turned to Angelus and told him to keep an eye on their guest before taking Gunn's hand and getting back into the limo, directing the driver to downtown L.A.

Willow awoke to a strange sensation. She felt like all her limbs were boneless and she was sinking in water.

"Wakey wakey."

Willow opened her eyes to see Buffy standing above her. She frowned, trying to remember what had happened.

One minute she had been walking along with the Giles, then Buffy and been there, then nothing.

"What did you do to me?"

Buffy smirked and sat down on the bed beside the girl. The fresh kills had done her the world of good. She hadn't got all those pesky feelings to go away, but the violence of her hunt had helped establish her evilness to herself once more.

"It's a surprise."

Willow gave her a cold look before something registered with her.

She wasn't chained.

She never even thought, she just reacted and threw herself at Buffy.

A punch that should have sent Buffy to the ground, merely made the demons head swivel.

Buffy turned her head back to the Slayer, a smirk on her face.

Willow was shaking her hand. That punch had hurt her for some reason.

"What's the matter Slayer? Not feeling like yourself?"

Willow tried a kick, but Buffy caught her foot and sent her to the ground. She hadn't even blinked before Buffy was on top of her, straddling her waist.

"Stop trying to fight me." Buffy glared down at the girl below her, inhaling deeply as the Slayer's fear rocketed.

Willow was starting to panic. For some reason her strength wasn't what it should be, and she was positive that Buffy was to blame.

"What did you do?" The sheer panic in her voice pleased the Vampire.

"You don't need to know. Yet."

Willow closed her eyes, but they popped open again as she realized she didn't know if her friends were okay.

"Which one of my friends did you kill already?" she was kicking herself. She had been falling for the Vampire, she knew it, she just didn't want to admit it.

It went against everything she had ever been taught. She knew it was wrong, but it didn't stop the feelings.

Because she hadn't killed Buffy when she had the chance, her friends were probably all dead.

Buffy smiled when she saw the beginnings of tears in the Slayer's eyes. She let her stew for a minute or two before telling her that her friends were alive and well.

"-thought, how long depends on you."

Willow's eyes opened wide and she took a deep breath.

"What do I have to do?"

Buffy had to fight not to laugh with glee. Everything was happening the way she imagined it.

"Simple really. You try to leave, they die. You try to kill me or any of my family, they die. They die in the most excruciating and painful way I can make it, and you will watch as they take their last breath."

Willow's tears fell as she looked into the hazel eyes of the Vampire above her. Buffy leaned down and licked them away, loving the taste of the Slayer's tears.

"Relax baby, no-ones going to hurt you. No-one but me anyway."

Buffy's mouth moved from Willow's cheeks to her mouth, delving deeply and drinking in the girls cries.

"From know on, you belong to me."

Willow mustered her courage and spat in Buffy face. The reaction she got wasn't the one she expected.

Buffy laughed, but it wasn't a happy laugh.

"I don't belong to you. I belong to me." Willow stared up defiantly at the Vampire above her.

Buffy shook her head, wiping away the Slayer's spittle.

"No babe, you belong to me. Never doubt that. Pretty soon, I will have you screaming in pain, even as I make you scream in pleasure."

Buffy mashed their lips together again, thrusting her tongue inside, kissing the Slayer so hard, she knew her lips would be swollen and bruised when she was done.

Pulling back, she stared at the girl below her before standing up and turning to go into the bathroom.

Willow shivered as she was left alone. She wondered what Buffy was going to do to her, although the phrase about screaming in pleasure and pain made it pretty clear. That dark part of Willow reared its ugly head and whispered to her to let the Vampire have its way.

She curled into herself. If she didn't do what this demon wanted, her family was dead. But at the same time, she was the Slayer. She was positive whatever Buffy had done to her would wear off sooner or later, and when it did, Buffy was dead.

Buffy came back into the room and picked the Slayer up without a word before taking her into the bathroom.

Even in this state, Willow couldn't hold back her gasp at the size of the bath. Small swimming pool would fit the description better.

It was sunk into the floor, with five steps leading into it and it looked as if it could hold up to twenty people.

Buffy stood Willow up, wondering why she was being so quiet.

Shrugging, she began to undress the girl before her, only Willow jerked back from her grasp.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Buffy rolled her eyes. She'd had enough. Reaching out, she tore the Slayer's shirt from her body to revel a simple white cotton bra.

"You can't take a bath in your clothes."

Before Willow could react, her pants had been tore from her body and she was left in her underwear.

Buffy had to control herself so she didn't just strip and join the Slayer. Not that she didn't want to, she did. But she wanted the Slayer to want her to.

She didn't know why, but the Vampire wanted their first time to be consensual.

Smiling, she bent to pick up the clothes before telling Willow she would be undisturbed for an hour.

Buffy left the Slayer, not missing the look that crossed her face. Turning, she decided to put her mind at ease.

Willow was powerless, away from home, in a house full of vampires.

She really didn't want to be left alone, even if it meant she had to be around Buffy.

"Relax. Your in safe hands."

Willow couldn't contain her chocked laugh.

"Really? It doesn't feel that way."

Buffy walked until they were nose to nose. Leaning in, she gave the Slayer a gentle kiss on the lips before pulling back.

Willow's eyes were wide. This couldn't be the same person that had attacked her in the bedroom a few minutes ago.

Buffy smiled at her and turned, leaving her to her own thoughts.

Giles downed another whiskey and poured himself more. He had failed in his duty to protect his Slayer.

Joyce had to be given a sedative to calm her down, Xander was pacing angrily in the corner, Cordy was watching him worriedly, and Tara was sitting, not speaking to anyone.

Willow was gone. They didn't know if she was alive or dead. Or worse.

They had no idea where they had taken her. The mansion down on Crawford street was empty. Wherever they were, they weren't in Sunnydale.

Buffy growled as her orgasm washed through her. Wes was still pounding into her and she could feel herself rushing towards another one.

Tilting her head, she grabbed his and forced his fangs to her neck.

"Bite!" the command was clear, and he bit in, savoring her taste even as she bit into his neck.

They both came down from their combined highs and looked up to see Angelus fucking Gunn.

Buffy watched as her Childer both reached orgasm, loving the smells that settled in the room.

Looking to the ceiling, she figured an hour was up and redressed to go and greet the Slayer.

Even without her enhanced sense of smell, Willow could still detect the smell of sex off Buffy.

"Been having fun?" To Willow's horror, even she heard the jealously in her own voice.

Buffy smirked and walked over to the Slayer, who she noticed was wearing one of her silk shirts.

"Mmm, my boys do know how to please."

An awful thought crossed Willow's mind then.

"So that's what your going to do? Give me to them so they can fuck me before they kill me?"

Buffy growled and vamped out before grabbing Willow by the hair and yanking her head up until they were eye level.

"Do you not understand yet? You belong to me! No-one else gets to touch you, no-one else gets to even look at you."

Buffy ripped the shirt from the Slayer's body, exposing her to her lustful gaze.

"You are mine and I will not share you with anyone."

For some odd reason, Willow was reassured by that, but Buffy was still in vamp face, and she was naked.

Buffy's golden eyes locked into Willow's wide green ones and the demon couldn't help herself.

Deliberately not shifting back to her human face, Buffy leaned down and pressed their lips together.

Willow whimpered and tried to pull back. Kissing Buffy when she wasn't all fangy was one thing, but kissing her when said fangs were cutting at her lips were another.

Buffy growled at the taste of the Slayer's blood and thrust her tongue into the warm mouth.

Somewhere during the kiss, Buffy had reverted to human, and Willow was actively kissing her back.

Buffy stood up, taking Willow who had been sitting on the leather couch in the room, with her.

Breaking the kiss, Buffy let her eyes wander the flawless skin before her.

"Mine."

Dipping her head, she caught a nipple between her lips, glad when it hardened.

Willow was kicking herself. She should be trying to get away from this demon, trying to get word to her family that she was alive if not okay, but all she really wanted to do at this moment was let Buffy control her body.

A moan escaped her before she could stop it and Buffy pulled back, a smirk plastered on her face.

Willow's eyes closed in shame and Buffy leaned down, placing lingering kisses on the closed eyelids.

"How was your bath?"

Willow opened her eyes to look at Buffy as if she had two heads.

"Fine." She may not have a choice in leaving, but she sure as hell wasn't going to make things easy for Buffy. She was the Slayer after all.

If Buffy noticed the hostility in the Slayer's tone, she didn't mention it.

"It's nearly dawn. Get into bed while I jump in the shower, unless you want to join me." Buffy had a feeling she knew what the Slayer's response was going to be, no matter her response a few moments ago.

"I'm not joining you and I and not sharing a bed with you."

Buffy rolled her eyes and walked into the bathroom, calling over her shoulder, "fine, sleep on the floor."

Willow turned towards the bed and took a pillow. She walked over to a corner of the room and curled up in a ball, hoping to be asleep before Buffy returned. If not, well, she didn't want to think about that.

Buffy was in a hurry to get back to the Slayer, so she only took a quick shower.

When she walked back into her room, she stopped cold at the sight before her.

Willow was curled up on the floor in a corner the furthest away from her bed.

Suppressing a growl, Buffy walked over and was about to pick up Willow, when she got a punch to the face for her efforts.

She turned cold eyes back to the Slayer.

"Fine, sleep there." Buffy walked back to the bed and stayed there for all of ten minutes, listening to the girl in the corner quietly sob.

For some reason, she wasn't happy hearing it.

Growling, she jumped out of bed and stalked naked over to the huddled girl on the floor.

"Fuck this." Buffy roughly picked her up and carried Willow over to the bed before throwing her on top of it.

"No arguments."

Climbing in behind her, Buffy pulled the resisting girl into her arms and closed her eyes, breathing in the scent of the Slayer.

Neither got much sleep that night.

"Wonder what she's going to do with the Slayer." Penn was lounging against the wall, watching as Angelus tortured Spike.

Angelus shrugged.

"I mean, usually she just toys with them for a while, either fucks them or drains them. This one, I don't know, there's something different going on with this one."

Setting down the knife he was using to crave Celtic designs into Spike's skin, Angelus turned to face Penn.

"Willow, she's one of a kind, even I recognize that. Buffy wants her fully. I suppose that she will eventually turn her, but until then, the only thing I think Buffy wants from the Slayer, is her."

Penn shared a worried gaze with Angelus.

"And what happens if the Slayer doesn't play ball?"

"Then, our Sire wont be in a good mood for the rest of the foreseeable future."

Willow opened her eyes to watch Buffy. The Vampire was asleep, wrapped tightly around the Slayer's body.

Her thoughts regarding the demon that held her prisoner were jumbled.

She hated her for what she was doing.

She lusted after her in equal favor.

She hated herself for lusting after Buffy.

The thing that scared her the most, was that the lust would turn into something more.

It went against all laws of reason. A Slayer falling for a Vampire. Yet, that was what was happening, even though said Vampire was vicious, cruel, sadistic and murderous, Willow couldn't help but be attracted to her.

That thought, above all others, scared the hell out of her. She needed to stay sane to get out of the predicament she found herself in. She wasn't sure she would do that, if she was lusting after the person which placed her in that predicament.

"Are you going to stare at me any longer?" Buffy opened one sleepy eye to stare at the Slayer and saw the blush that crept up on her.

Willow ducked her head down and rolled onto her back.

"How come I'm not chained this time?"

Buffy threw a possessive leg over both of Willow's and pulled the Slayer's body tight to her own, knowing Willow would feel how wet Buffy was.

"Do you want to be?" several images of a naked chained Slayer raced through Buffy's mind and she knew that they would defiantly be trying bondage.

Willow shook her head no and tried to wiggle away from Buffy's grasp.

Buffy watched the Slayer, a hunter watching its prey. And that was exactly what they were to each other. The hunter and the prey. The only problem was, neither was sure which was which.

Buffy wanted to change that.

Rolling on top of the Slayer, Buffy pinned her down. Something that was made easier by the fact the Slayer was weak due to the injection she had been given.

"Going somewhere?"

Willow looked up into the eyes of the demon above her and tried not to notice that said demon was currently naked and squirming on top of her own naked body.

"Bathroom," came the squeaked reply.

Buffy's face was emotionless as she leaned down and pressed their lips together before jumping off the bed and heading into the bathroom herself to run a bath.

Willow followed, and when it was obvious that Buffy wasn't going anywhere, she used the toilet before washing up.

As she went to head back into the bedroom, she was grabbed from behind and turned to face the amused Buffy.

"Stay, I'm running a bath."

Willow was confused by the demon before her. Last night she was mean, today she was being almost nice.

Confusion or not, Willow was under no illusion that she had a choice in taking a bath.

Buffy watched the Slayer's body, loving the small, pert breasts that she saw.

Trailing her gaze down, she couldn't contain a growl at seeing the Slayer's sex exposed.

Willow took a step back, her fear showing. She didn't know that Buffy was growling because she was aroused.

Buffy turned her attention to the bath, making sure the water was warm before holding a hand out to the Slayer.

Something in Buffy's eyes let Willow know that to refuse the hand, would not be in her favor. What Willow didn't know, was that Buffy wasn't in the mood to hurt the Slayer.

Willow took the offered hand and was led down the wide steps into the bath.

She settled on a raised seat, away from the Vampire, but Buffy wasn't happy with that and pulled Willow onto her lap.

Willow gasped at the difference in Buffy's body.

When she had rolled on top or her in the bed, Willow had noticed the coolness, but here in the bath, the Vampire's body was heated by the warm water.

Willow was shocked to discover that she missed the coolness.

"What?"

Willow shook her head.

"Nothing."

Buffy shrugged before moving her hands and palming the Slayer's breasts, loving the hard nipples she found there.

"There's no point trying to fight it. You want me, as much as I want you."

Willow shuddered and couldn't stop herself from arching into Buffy's hands.

"This is wrong."

Buffy moved her mouth so that she could whisper into the Slayer's ear.

"Right or wrong, it is going to happen, and you are going to enjoy it."

Buffy was tired of waiting.

She was a master Vampire. They took what they wanted, yet she had been patient with this girl.

That stopped now.

Lifting the Slayer, she positioned her so that Willow was straddling her, face to face.

As one hand manipulated Willow's nipple, the other made its way down.

Willow jumped when she felt Buffy's fingers touching her were only her own had ever been.

Circling the Slayer's clit, a thought occurred to Buffy.

Using her index finger, she entered Willow's body, growling at the wet heat she found there.

Thrusting into the Slayer's body, Buffy hit something, a barrier.

"You're a virgin." A simple statement. One that had Willow jumping back and splashing into the water.

Buffy growled and pulled her roughly back.

"Stay put."

Buffy took up where she left off, searching out the Slayer's body with her free hand and finding all the places that made her gasp, albeit involuntarily.

"From now on, the only person to ever see you like this, to ever touch you like this, is me. Understand?"

Willow looked into flashing golden eyes and knew that this was going to happen.

"So, your just going to rape me?"

Buffy lowered her mouth until her teeth scraped against Willow's bottom lip.

"Its only rape if you don't want it, and baby, no matter what your mind is telling you, your body wants it."

To prove her point, Buffy thrust in two fingers, not going as far to break through the virginity barrier.

"You wouldn't be as wet as you are if you didn't want it."

Willow lightly rested her hands on Buffy's shoulders as the Vampire played with her.

Buffy pulled the Slayer closer and buried her head in her neck, allowing her fangs to scrap the skin.

She was surprised when she felt a gush of moisture from the Slayer.

Smirking she pulled back, ready to gloat, when she saw the look on the Slayer's face.

Willow had given herself over to the pleasure, not caring where it was coming from.

Her head was thrown back, her eyes tightly closed and her mouth open.

Buffy watched as the Slayer came, a loud groan on her lips.

Standing up, Buffy carefully moved them into the bedroom before throwing the Slayer on the bed and covering her wet body with her own one.

Just as she was about to taste the source of the Slayer's orgasm, a knock came to the door.

Growling, she jumped up and pulled the covers over Willow, hiding her body.

"Come."

Willow tightened the sheets around her as four males entered the room, frowning as they each sent lustful looks towards Buffy, who was still naked.

Reaching over, her hands landed on the discarded silk shirt.

She threw it at Buffy who caught it was a bemused look on her face before shrugging and slipping it on.

Gunn actually pouted at that.

"This had better be good." Her tone let them know that she wasn't happy with the interruption.

Angelus looked from Willow to his Sire, a smirk on his face.

A warning look from Buffy stopped him from saying anything, though he did frown at her before she growled at him.

Stepping back, he raised his hands in surrender and turned to Wes.

"You tell her."

Wes fidgeted before meeting his Sire's eyes.

"The Watchers have been informed."

Buffy cursed and looked at the Slayer.

"Do they know where we are?"

Wes shook his head no.

"Word on the inside says that they aren't concerned."

Willow blanched and pulled the sheet tighter to her.

Buffy frowned, her gaze swinging from Wes to Willow.

"Come again?"

"It seems that they don't like this Slayer, she's too hard to control. They are under the impression that you will kill her, giving them a new one to order around."

Buffy's eyebrows rose and she turned to face the Slayer, seeing the betrayal in her eyes.

This could only work in their favor to turn the Slayer against the council.

"Her friends will be a different matter though."

Buffy nodded her head. She had known this.

"Leave us."

They left, leaving the Vampire and the Slayer alone.

Willow was picking at the sheet wrapped around her, no longer controlled by the lust shooting through her body.

The Watchers knew that she had been taken, and they didn't care? They were happy to leave her in the hands of a notorious killer.

As the first tear fell, Buffy growled.

Only she was allowed to make the Slayer cry.

Discarding the shirt, she climbed onto the bed and took the weeping girl into her arms.

"This is all your fault."

Buffy looked down at the mop of red hair before closing her eyes and listening to the pounding of the Slayer's heart.

"I think you got the better deal. If it hadn't of been me, it would have been someone else."

Willow pulled back so she could see the Vampire's face.

"What's that mean?"

So Buffy told her. She told her about the Cruciamentum, about the trial the Slayer's had to go through in order to survive.

Willow pulled back and began shaking her head.

"-how else do you think I got you here?"

Willow paled as the implications hit her.

"That's right. I used the drug the Watchers have been using for over a thousand years."

It had been a while since Willow had said anything.

Ever since Buffy had told her about the council, she had been imagining what could have happened.

It never registered in her mind that she was glad they hadn't gotten a chance to drug her themselves.

Buffy sipped on her glass of blood red wine she had Wes bring up, and watched the emotions play on the Slayer's face.

Betrayal was there, as was anger. The most noticeable one however, was determination.

"What are you thinking?"

Willow was so lost in her thoughts, she never hesitated in answering.

"That I want to destroy the council."

Buffy grinned and shifted closer.

"That can be arranged. Just give the word and it will be incinerated by dawn."

The words filtered slowly into Willow's head, but when she finally realized what was being said, her eyes widened and she spun around to face Buffy.

"I don't want them destroyed fully. I'm talking more of a reshuffle. No more testing Slayer's. they need a complete makeover."

Buffy actually pouted at the Slayer before an amused grin tugged at the corners of her mouth.

"What?" Willow didn't know whether or not to be afraid of that grin.

"Just imagining you pulling that face with Traver's."

Willow frowned before realizing she was wearing her resolve face.

Buffy stretched out beside her and idly began tracing Willow's collarbone.

Willow squirmed, remembering what they had been doing before the interruption that seemed so long ago.

Just as she was about to jump up from the bed, Buffy straddled her, loosely holding her down but not applying any pressure.

Even with no strength, Willow could have thrown her off if she wanted to.

"I think I was just about to do something before the interruption."

Willow gulped as a wave of heat hit her at the sound of Buffy's husky voice.

Buffy took a deep breath before grinning down at Willow, her eyes flashing golden before settling on hazel.

Leaning down, she intended on kissing the Slayer, only to find herself with a mouthful of red hair when Willow turned her head at the last second.

"Wha-?"

Buffy pulled back, her control straining. She had to remind herself that she wanted the first time to be consensual, or else she was throwing everything out the window and fucking the Slayer hard and fast.

Willow tried to control her own lust, unaware that Buffy was doing the same.

"This is wrong. I'm a Slayer, you're a Vampire. We shouldn't be doing this."

Buffy smirked down at her and thrust their lower bodies together.

Willow's eyes closed and her back arched to match Buffy's thrust.