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The Tribute

By: TheMoney
folder BtVS AU/AR › General
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 10
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Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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On towards the Morn...

His strong fingers passed though the waves of her hair. She could feel his weight above her. Pinning her to the bed, and she was exhilarated by it. The feeling of her lips moving over his skin was fascinating; his taste was divine, like ambrosia incarnate. He felt herself becoming addicted to that god sent flavor. Her thighs groaned in need filled heat as they parted and his want nestled against her as her thighs gripped him. Again her lips met his over and over again. Before they parted and her tongue entered his mouth in search of his. Her voice moaned deeply, into his mouth as her bra was ripped from her body, and she loved the feeling of it, of his feral nature of the beast he projected. Her breasts, revealed to the night air were pert, nipples hardening on contact with the air, his fingers danced over her skin as her eyes rolled back into her head and she felt herself shudder with uncontrollable desire as she spread wide her hips and he spread her apart as he entered her, she could feel the heat of her skin radiating as he started to make loved to her, she felt the love, the devotion she felt to this man. The need and desire for his body… the press of his hips against hers were surging her rapidly towards her orgasm. Uncontrollably she felt herself climaxing her whole body shook and withed as she did…she growled with utter lust as she heard her lovers voice for the first time…
“I love you Willow Rosenberg”

~*~

“AHHHH!” exclaimed Willow as she sat straight up in bed, having woken with a start at the end of the dream.

“Willow?” said Tara sitting up and looking at the flushed redhead.. “are you okay?”

“Um…” her chest was rising and falling heavily deep, deep, aroused breaths. His cheeks were flushed… and she felt extremely aroused. Tara touched her arm and she all but climaxed again. Or was it again… it really felt like it was. She looked at Tara… “I… I…need to go for a walk.” She stammered and got out of bed onto weak, shaky knees. And dressed quickly, grabbing her keys and running out of the apartment. Drawing breaths.

~*~

“KAREN WAIT!” shouted Xander as he ran after the retreating blonde. Who clearly wasn’t listening as she ran even faster, then she ran around a corner. And face first into what seemed to be a carbon copy of the man that was attacking her earlier, well at least size wise. But this man had no sharp pointy teeth or overhanging forehead… though he did have large horns and a tail.

“VAMPIRE!” screamed Karen.

“No, Demon.” Said Xander as he ran past and tried to embed the axe in the demon’s chest, though he was thwarted by a back hand from the demon in question.

“Big Mistake…” growled the demon in question. “…Me and the boys were just getting hungry.” As 3 more of the charming looking creatures stepped from the shadows.

Karen screamed again as Xander slowly climbed to his feet, him against 4 of these demons. This should be, well, dangerous. He sprang into action….

~*~

“When do we leave?” Buffy asked Giles as she closed a large book

“I have booked a taxi to take the five of us to the airport tomorrow.”

“The.. Five of us?”

“Yes…” said the Englishman taking off his glasses and polishing them on his jumper. “It turns out that not only are you and I required to attend, the Council also requests the presence of Willow and Xander…”

“But you said 5…” Buffy quizzed.

“…And I paid for a ticket for Tara to come along as well.” Confessed Giles

“Oh, how cute, you didn’t want Tara and Willow to be separated,…” cooed Buffy.

“Actually the letter from the council mention “our spell caster” and seeing as we have 2 of them I wasn’t; sure which one they were referring to, so I edged my bets” he confessed quietly.

“You realize that if Tara goes, Anya isn’t going to be told she can’t go, right?” the slayer cautioned.

“I have that figured out, I have asked Anya to take care of the Magic Box while we are away, and she could resist the lure of power. I have a feeling that we haven’t; heard the last of that.”

“Then tomorrow… We fly.” Buffy muttered, less than enthused.
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