TITLE: All That Glitters Is Gold
AUTHOR: Goddess Isa
EMAIL: goddessisa@aol.com
SUMMARY: Oz & Willow get freaky...
SPOILER: Graduation Day - A magazine article, I think it was in US, where Seth mentioned them wanting him to wear a glittery leather thong
DISTRIBUTION: Sure, just email me & lmk where it's going - I like seeing my name in print =)
FEEDBACK: Please, I'd hate to have to Slay for it. =P
RATING: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, Joss Whedon does. If he ever decides to give them to me, that would be nice. =)


Willow knocked on the bathroom door. "Oz? You okay?"

"I'm cold," he replied.

"Lemme see," she lowered her voice. "I'll warm you up, I promise."

He groaned but unlocked the door. Willow jumped up and clapped like a baby as Oz came out. The black glittery leather thong she'd purchased for him at Hot Topic actually looked nice on him. She grinned and moved forward, grabbing his balls in the stiff fabric. She kissed him and he pulled away, blushing a bit.

"I take it you like?"

"Oh yeah." she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him to her for another kiss. She ground her body against his and he groaned.

"Where did you say your parents went?"

"Dallas. They won't be home until at least tomorrow."

"Great. Hope they're having a nice time."

"Me too," she pulled him over to her bed and kissed him. He pulled her nightgown off and she plopped down on the matteress. He fell on top of her and started kissing him. She used her feet to try and pry the thong off and after several tries, she clasped the stiff straps in between her toes. She slid them down his legs and linked her ankles around his hips. He slid into her and began thrusting almost immediately. She raised her hips to meet each of his thrusts and screamed his name when she climaxed. He watched her eyes fluttering as she came down and waited until she'd relaxed before thrusting one final time and filling her with his seed. He laid down next to her and kissed her softly.

"Now," her voice was still out of breath. "See what I mean about leather?"

 He nodded. "Buffy was right."

"And the glittery part didn't hurt. You're gonna wear 'em again, aren't you?"

"I'd wear 'em every night for a turnout like that."

"Good." she snuggled against him to drift off to sleep.

"Hey Will?" he asked before she conked.

"Hmm?"

"Will you get something glittery too?"

"Ask Buffy," she said sleepily. "She seems to be the expert on all things leather."