Heaven Lost, Paradise Found

 

Heaven Lost, Paradise Found

By: Moondancer

 

All Character from BTVS belong to Joss Whendon and Mutant Enemy, I am only borrowing them for entertainment purposes and am making no profit by doing so.

Also, I am using the portrayal of Greek Dieties done by Renasaince Pictures in the making of Xena: Warrior Princess and Hurcules, The Legendary Journeys and do not own them and am not making any profit by using them in this or any other story.

“Two nest and three of those nasty, little slug-demons later and instead of slaying to exhaustion it simply hikes up my level of horniness! Aarrgghh!” thought Buffy as she exits the last cemetery on her route for the night and turns to head toward the Bronze instead of home, knowing Willow was there with Dawnie and neither would miss her since they should both be asleep by now.

No longer having any interaction with Spike, Buffy had gone from the extreme of craving even his abusive touch, just to be able to FEEL something, to now having all her emotions back and no bed-partner to share the more intense ones with.

The few months since she had broken down in Tara’s lap over the whole very “eww” worthy situation begging the Wicca not to forgive her, her self-hate so adamant at the time, the Slayer had continued seeing the blonde witch for occasional talks over coffee, always making a it a point to let Tara know that Spike was no longer in her life and she was making progress retrieving some normalcy after her resurrection.

Once she was back to patrolling regularly and with some enthusiasm Buffy began to experience the predictable “hungries and hornies” full swing. Not having anyone to help with the latter half of post-slayage hormonal rush had left her frustrated and truly lonely as well.

Walking through the red-light district of Sunnydale having to walk this direction from the cemetery in order to reach the Bronze Buffy began thinking about some of the feelings she had been experiencing since rebuking Spike and forming a friendship with Tara.

She had definitely noticed her growing attraction to the sweet, shy Wicca but had no clue how to go about doing anything about it. Of course there was the fact that Buffy felt she didn’t deserve to have someone who was so pure and special, but that certainly hadn’t stopped her from fantasizing about the gorgeous blonde, especially while she tried to deal with her post-slayage hornies. Yes, Tara had been featured frequently in them lately, but the Slayer couldn’t imagine a scenario that would ever occur in this reality where the sweet woman of her dreams would not only be willing but available to pursue the activities Buffy had visualized them doing together.

Keeping her senses open as she walked along Wilsher Blvd, a strip of bars and nightclubs lining each side of the dim-lit street, the Slayer could vaguely pick up hints of dark creatures but they were quite a ways off, plus she was done hunting for the night and she began watching the slow traffic of humans entering and exiting many of the establishments here.

Seeing one of the bars named, Illusia Buffy noticed as those coming and going from the place all seemed to be women and it sparked her interest as she thinks, “Ooook, Buff. Now, here’s a place that might better serve you needs right now better than the Bronze. I mean, dancing is a fine way to blow off steam but you need something with a little more - oomph! – tonight, and you may just find someone here who could help you with that.” Then with a smirk thinks, “Plus, like Faith said, time to find the fun, B.”

Crossing the street, Buffy moves with determination deciding that if she can’t have a certain, blonde Wicca then maybe she could have another sweet blonde or brunette or redhead...her hornies getting the better of her as she enters the club.