Lycanthropy Relations

Title: Lycanthropy Relations
Part: 1/10ish
Author: Tygerlily
Email: Angelusblood@yahoo.com
Summary: Buffy and Oz are now in the beginnings of a relationship, so while they try to figure out how a wolf and a slayer can be together, a certain witch still wants her wolf back but when she doesn’t get him she gets thirsty for… revenge…
Pairing: Buffy/Oz… there maybe others…
Rating: Let’s say Hard R just to be safe
Spoilers: Lover’s Walk and my fiction ‘More than Just Friends’ it might help if you read that story first
Disclaimer: Okay if they were mine Oz would have soooo shown up for the very last apocalyptic battle.
Feedback: It’s like comfort food, almost better than chocolate. I need to know what youple ple think!
Distribution: All the usual suspects, if you want just ask and my answer will be YES
Author Note: Alright in this particular fiction I will be using a few different songs by a few different artists so again to say that I am broke and I don’t own a damn thing.
I also should mention that there isn’t any of that Faith and ascension crap going on.

Warning: This is a warning people, I have serious Willow issues and this is the fiction in which I intend to work a lot of them out. So you now have been warned if you are pro Willow this might not be the story for you. Possible Character Deaths is another reader beware!

**Flashback** //Songs// Text Messages ‘Thoughts’

http://www.geocities.com/angelusblood/MoreThanJustFriends
Link above for those that need the fic in its entirety


Part One – Hi, this is your ex calling…


Previously in this Buffyverse


In the darkness all that could be seen was the soft flicker of glowing candles. The only sound that penetrated the silence was the soft chanting in Latin. Soon in a burst of light and energy filled the room and as soon as it appeared it was gone.

"Friends indeed" the voice whispered


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Three Months Later

A contented sigh escaped the tiny blonde’s lips as she snuggled deeper into her companions’ chest. Strong arms tightened around her diminutive form and she instantly settled back down into sleep. Sharp green eyes glittered fiercely as he looked down at the woman in his arms and not for the first time did he thank The Powers that she was his. It had been about a three months since they’d starting seeing each other, about two months since they discovered that Willow knew about them and about a month since graduation. Needless to say the past three months have been nothing but an emotional rollercoaster and with two months left to the summer both Slayer and werewolf were looking for them to be as peaceful as possible.

He comforted himself with that fact that her mother had gone off on an extended buying trip in the south of France and wouldn’t be back until the fall term at UC Sunnydale would be starting. Sighing softly he settled back down against the pillows and try to relax his body knowing that there was still a few hours left before a new day came into being. Soon the only sounhat hat could be heard were the gentle in sync breathing of a Slayer and her wolf.

A few hours later a low groan tumbled forth from the male’s lips as his hips arch off the bed and into a warm and waiting mouth. Green eyes fluttered open and then closed again as he felt a warm mouth gently slip over the tip of his cock and then slowly slide up and down its length. Groaning softly he let his back arch off the bed slightly and his hands went to tightly grip the sheets at his sides. It wasn’t long before he gave a hoarse shout and fully collapsed against the bed. While he tried to get his breathing back a small body climbed up his and Oz was soon d wid with a very bed tousled, very well fucked looking Buffy. He couldn’t help but smile when he saw the bright smile that graced her face as she stared down at him.

“Morning” she murmured

“Morning” he said in reply as his hands began to gently kneed her hips.

Buffy groaned softly at the sensation and began to rock her hips back and forth against Oz’s once again growing erection. She looked down at him through hooded lashes and bit her lips softly as she quickened her pace. Oz tightened his grip on her hips and with a low growl he flipped onto her back and without grace pushed up inside her. A loud groan escaped her throat as she arched her back and bared her neck to his wandering tongue and lips. Growling low in his throat he lunged forward and gently bit her neck holding her in place careful not to break the skin as he continue to slide in and out of her slick channel.

It wasn’t long before Buffy let out a loud scream as she climaxed followed by Oz who let out a hoarse shout just before collapsing onto of her. Buffy lazily ran her fingers through Oz’s dampened hair as they both lay spent waiting for their breath to return.

“Mmmm, I wish it was like that every morning” Buffy mumbled softly

All she received in response was a soft grunt and a lazy kiss to the sensitive flesh in between her breast. The silence tharmearmeated the room was a comfortable one and neither one of them could think of a good enough reason to move. Though their peaceful oasis was soon broken by the shrill of the telephone, groaning loudly Oz rolled away from his lover’s embrace and snatched up the phone.

“Hello” Oz spoke into the receiver his voice betraying nothing as per usual though he couldn’t help the slight roll of his eyes when he heard the voice at the other end.

“Hey Oz” Willow’s perky voice chirped through the phone

Buffy couldn’t hold back a dramatic eye roll of her own and sighed heavily. She then gathered the sheets around her body clutching them tightly to her chest and with a flick of her hair headed off to the ensuites bathroom. Sighing silently Oz flopped back onto the bed realizing that once he was finally able to get off the phone with his ex-girlfriend he was going to have to do some serious damage control with his current.

“What’s up Willow?” he asked

“Nothing much, it’s just this is the second week of summer and we haven’t really seen much of each other…” she trailed off unsure of how to continue.

At first the red head was broken and hurt beyond despair when she discovered ther ber best friend and her ex had somehow come together and began a relationship right under her nose. Though all too soon the feeling of hopelessness and sadness all but disappeared and all that was left was determination. She was now bound and determined to win back which she had lost, no matter the cost.

“Oh well, I’ve been real busy with the Dingoes especially since its summer break and then of course my three night romps that are restricted to a cage” he said flatly

“Well… yea right, I haven’t forgotten about that its just I thought maybe we could start to hang out again. I know that things have been… uncomfortable to say the least but I’d like us to be friends again” she said hope coloring her voice

Oz couldn’t help but hesitate, when Willow originally found out about him and Buffy they were met with nothing but tears and accusations from her. It soon dissolved away to the st trt treatment and now they just couldn’t seem to get rid of her. It wasn’t as if they never wanted things to return to normal but the few times they did attempt to hang out together Willow would drape herself all over him and it took all of the strength he could muster to keep Buffy from rearranging her face.

“I’d like that too… its just like I said before it is the summer time so the Dingoes have got quite a few gigs and not all here in Sunnydale, we even got some lined up in Los Angeles in the coming weeks—“

He was cut off by verlverly excited newbie witch.

“Oh well that’s great! I mean I could come to The Bronze to see you guys play or even to LA with you. We could make a night or even a weekend out of it” she exclaimed excitedly

“Ah Willow I don’t think that’s such a good idea—“

For the second time during that conversation he was interrupted but this time it was by his very naked, very wet and yet very irate girlfriend. Buffy leaned up against the door frame her hair dripping wet obviously from her shower barely wrapped up in a towel her green eyes blazed with a jealous fire.

“Daniel” she said softly

The use of his forename immediately caught his attention and it was then he knew he’s already been playing this little game with Willow far too long already. He held his girlfriend’s gaze for but a moment before she disappeared back into the bathroom. He then turned his full attention back to the phone and quickly made his goodbyes uncaring of his formers’ protests.

Inhaling and then exhaling slowly he made his way off of the bed and grabbed a pair of black sweats that were thrown carelessly over one of the chairs on the way to the bathroom and slipped them on. He then tentatively knocked on the door before pushing it open slowly. He peeked around the side and found Buffy sitting at the vanity listlessly brushing her hair.

“Baby” he said softly

Her response was pausing in running the brush through her hair. She sig sighed heavily and gently placed the brush on the counter with a soft click before turning to face him.

“What did she want this time?” she asked softly

“She was just calling to maybe hang out, you know. Especially with the Dingoes having a few more jobs than usual since its summer and all, she figured on maybe coming to one… I told her I didn’t think it was such a good idea but…” he trailed off unsure of what to say next.

“This is ridiculous… I just wish things could be something akin to normal again” she said sighing heavily

“I know… and I don’t know when or how things will get to some semblance of normal again. What I do know is that I’m with you and that I want to only be with you. I know that we do hao doo do deal with Willow… but she isn’t top priority anymore… not for me anyway… its you” he said

A small smile curled on Buffy’s lips and stoodtood up and opened her arms up to him. Needing no further encouragement he crossed the room in a few steps and had her wrapped up in his arms. Leaning down he captured her lips in a bruising kiss; Buffy responded by threading her fingers through his hair and wrapping her legs around his waist. Oz blindly made his way back into the bedroom and they fell none too gracefully onto the bed in a tangle of limbs.

Buffy couldn’t hold back a moan as Oz began to suck at the sensitive flesh where her neck met her shoulder though the moment was short lived when there was a knock at the door. Groaning loudly Oz heaved himself off his very naked and flush looking girlfriend. His face twisted in annoyance as he practically stomped over to the door. Buffy couldn’t help but giggle at her boyfriends’ antics though she did reach down and pulled up the sheet to cover her as she waited to see who was interrupting their once peaceful morning. The incessant knocking continued and Oz wrenched opened the door coming face to face with a very frightened looking Devon.

“What tell ell is going on man? You know its Saturday, there’s no rehearsal this morning. I always spend the day before a gig with Buffy…” he trailff wff when he saw the way Devon’s eyes kept on bouncing back and forth between his face and the stairs.

“What? What’s the deal man?” suddenly not so concerned with being interrupted

Devon hesitated before his eyes once again darted back down the stairs then back to Oz’s face but before he answered he looked past Oz and into the bed room and was greeted with the sight of Buffy’s naked back. Clearing his throat he ticked his head to the side and leaned down to whisper in Oz’s ear. The guitarists’ eyes widened and nodded his head in understand. A few more whispered words were exchanged before Devon headed back downstairs and Oz turned and leaned heavily against the closed door.

“Danny… what’s wrong?”

Oz couldn’t help by smile a small smile at the nick name, no one but his mother called him Danny hell not even Willow called him by his forename… even when they were alone he was Oz. Shaking himself from his thought he walked over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of low rise straight leg jeans and black old navy t-shirt. He then dropped the sweats and stepped into his clothes. Moving over to another set of drawers he pulled out a pair of women’s low rise jeans and a slinky tank top and threw them towards the bed.

“Get dressed we have company” he said softly as he walked over to the mirror and ran his fingers through his air. He could hear the soft rustling of someone getting dressed behind him and just sighed contentedly when he felt slender arms wrap around his middle.

“What’s going on? Is Devon stoned again because though extremely funny to watch, I’m not really in the mood to—“

“Willow’s here” he interrupted her

“What” she uttered softly as she kept her arms wrapped around his waist but moved to slip her body in front of his. Her eyes found his and it was easy to see that they were filled with confusion

“What do you mean ‘Willow’s here’?” she asked again

“I mean she’s here, she showed up a few minutes ago and the guys tried to… well they basically tried to get rid of her knowing that you were up here but… she said she could wait. Hell I think if she could have she might’ve come here to ‘wake me up’” he said clearly exasperated and uncomfortable with the situation

“Well we both know that since you and the band live here in this majorly awesome house that I’m not going to be living in the dorms. I mean we’re all going to UC… it’d be kinda hard to hide that fact. Its better that she knows it now” she said as a matter of fact

Sighing heavily Oz just shook his head in agreement before lea dow down to press a soft kiss to her shoulder. Though he didn’t pull back right away and just left his lips lingering there keeping her close.

“I know… it’s just a confrontation I was hoping to put off for as long as possible”

“Well, lets get down there… oh and after this can we get waffles?”

“Waffles?”

“What? What’s wrong waffles?”

“Nothing… waffles it is”

With that Oz turned and locked the door to his room and threw an arm over Buffy’s shoulder and together they headed down the stairs and into the common area where a little red head was waiting.


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Buffy came to the bottom of the stairs first with Oz in tow, she merely threw a smile over her shoulder as she headed over to where the guys were jamming and messing around with the stereo. Willow was seated on one of the over stuffed chairs a few feet away and when she saw Buffy come from upstairs her hand linked with Oz she saw red. She didn’t even acknowledge the quiet hello Buffy offered before turning her attention back to the guys. What broke through the little witch’s musings was the sound of guitar cords.

//8 o'clock, Monday night and I'm waitin'
To finally talk to a girl a little cooler than me.
Her name is Nona, she's a rocker with a nose ring,
She wears a two way, but I'm not quite sure what that means.

And when she walks,
All the wind blows and the angels sing.
She doesn't notice me! //

Looking up she was surprised to see Buffy being twirled about the room on Devon’s arm while the other guys hooted and hollered at them spurring them on. Willow was having trouble wrapping her mind around this. Never before had the band been so excepting of her, in fact Oz usually made sure to keep her away from them saying that there were rude crude and not for her but that wasn’t what she was seeing here.

//Cause she is watchin' wrestling
Creamin' over tough guys
Listenin' to rap metal
Turntables in her eyes

It's like a bad movie
She is lookin' through me
If you were me, then you'd be
Screamin' "Someone shoot me!"
As I fail miserably,
Tryin' to get the girl all the bad guys want.
She's the girl all the bad guys want! //

When her eyes found Buffy again was was grinding slightly on Devon, her face was flush with laughter and her eyes were sparkling. It was then she wondered what Oz’s reaction was to all this and to her surprise he was lounging near the stairs a small smile on his face. After a moment or two he must’ve felt her eyes on him for he rose and with a jerk of his indicated to follow him into the kitchen. Pleased that she’d get to be alone with him she didn’t hesitate and sent what could be considered a triumphant glance in Buffy’s direction… the Slayer took notice.


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Away from the noise he grabbed a chair and turned it around facing it backwards and then motioned for her to take a seat. The silence that was filled the air was a tense one but Willow did nothing to show that she noticed. Finally unable to take it anymore Oz spoke:

“So… what brings you here?” he asked

“Well we were talking earlier and you sorta hung abruptly… I thought something might be wrong…” she said lamely

Sighing heavily Oz heaved himself out of his chair and began to pace the length of the kitchen furiously. After about a minute of this he stopped and turned to face his ex girlfriend while raking a shaky hand though his hair.

“Look Willow, I know what went down wasn’t cool. In fact if I were in your place I’d probably be reacting in a similar way but things did happen this way and you know what… I wouldn’t change a thing. I was really hurt when you… did what you did with Xander. I knew for the longest time that he… I dunno somehow had a piece of you that I didn’t… I just couldn’t touch it, you wouldn’t let me. So though I was hurt, I wasn’t surprised. The thing with Buffy just happened… literally a fluke. She was done with Angel and I was… well upset with you and just us in general. She’d always been real easy to talk to about stuff… we were there for each other. Then we started hanging out being together more… just getting to know one another—“

“Ah I don’t think I need to hear this” she whispered a bit bitterly

“… See, I think you do. I think you need to understand that we never set out to hurt you. It was just one of those things in life that happens and you have no control over it” he explained

“Alright… since you think it’s important…”

“There is just a part of you that you can’t or won’t share with anyone because… it belongs to Xander. And that normally would be okay but you then close yourself off in so many ways because of it… I just… I didn’t have all of you Willow. I gave you all of me… but I didn’t have all of you. Now if that’s not true then tell me… tell me I’m mistaken” he paused waiting for her response

She had none.

“… So when I found you, yes I was hurt and on some levels surprised but not really. I knew in my heart that you were never truly mine and until you could really get over what ever it is you still feel for Xander in that sense I never would. Things just sort of progressed from there—“

“What do you mean progressed from there?” she asked curiously

“Well one night I was bored and The Bronze had that week where they’d bring in big name talent from LA and I met up with Buffy there… by accident. I guess she was just finishing up an early patrol and we hit it off. From that point on we started to see more of each other and spend time together… one night one thing led to another and we…” he trailed unsure about sharing so much detail

“… You what? Oh god… don’t tell me you two…” her face twisted in shock

Oz’s eyes widened when he realized where her train of thought was heading.

“No, no… we kissed. At first we… we knew it wasn’t really a good idea to get involved that way. I mean I was just coming out of a thing with you and well there was the Angel issue but… it just couldn’t be helped. The feelings were there… and they were… are real.” He then fell silent

“What about Buffy… I mean she and Angel had this doomed forever kind of love. And you mean to tell me that there isn’t a piece of Buffy that isn’t off limits to you?” she asked bitterly

“There isn’t, Buffy has shared herself with me just as I’ve done with her. I know there will always be some part of her that’s going to love Angel but I wouldn’t want that to change. It’s what makes her who she is but just because there’s a space in her heart for him doesn’t mean that she’s trying to split it in two to give each of us and equal piece. That’s the way I felt with you, as if Xander was as important as me or even more so. It just can’t be that way when you’re with someone. They have to be first… I needed to be first. I know that may sound selfish and I’m sorry but it’s the truth”

The silence that filled the room after that was deafening though it was short lived. When Willow looked up at him with unshed tears in her eyes and asked where that left them. Though before he could answer a clearly distressed Devon barreled into the kitchen and spoke:

“Uh Oz… you’re girlfriend just stormed out of the house and she didn’t look to happy, in fact I think she was caring an axe…” he said hesitantly

Oz eyes widened in alarm and he ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs to hid bedroom. He wrenched the door open and was not surprised to find of of his trunks open and sure enough one of his small axes was missing. It seemed as though Buffy got tired of waiting and his girlfriend went to kill things…

… He was in so much trouble when she got back …

End of Part One