I don't own Buffy, Willow, or any of the other mentioned characters.. They belong to Joss Wedon and whoever else helped to make the show.
"Willow?" Buffy choked. "Is that you?"
"Yes." The figure was steadily coming closer. It looked like Willow, but it also didn't look like Willow. She had Willow's face, hair and body but she was pale and wearing leather.
"Do you want to play, Buffy?" Willow's tone was laid back and seductive. She was only a few feet away now. Buffy was transfixed by the way Willow was moving: she was a snake swaying to the music of her charmer, except Buffy was the one who was charmed.
"W-Will, maybe we should think rationally for a moment."
Willow circled behind her. "Why think rationally? It's no fun." Willow's breath hit Buffy's ear and the Slayer shivered.
"Will…" Willow chuckled and the sound sent shivers down Buffy's spine.
"You want to play, don't you Buffy? If only Angel were out of the way. Oh well." Willow wrapped her arms around Buffy and nuzzled her neck.
A low moan came from Buffy. "Please, Will…"
"That's all I need to hear." Willow guided Buffy over to the bed and ripped the Slayer's clothes off. Then Willow tore off her own clothes and smirked at Buffy's stunned gasp. Willow slowly slid her tongue down Buffy's neck and between her breasts.
"Will…oh god…please…oh yes…it feels so good…oh Willow yes!" Willow's right hand came up to cup Buffy's breast while suckling on her left nipple.
Buffy thrust her chest upward. Willow's right hand slid down Buffy's stomach and finger-walked to her inner thigh. Buffy whimpered as Willow's fingers toyed with her outer lips before entering her center. Willow moved from breast to breast while thrusting Buffy. Buffy cried out in pleasure as Willow nipped her nipple.
Willow pulled back. "Will…" Buffy whined. Willow smiled and moved to where her hand was still pleasing Buffy. Buffy gasped as a long, slick tongue slid through her folds. Willow's tongue swished and flicked, bringing Buffy very close to the edge. Finally, with a tweak of her nipple, Buffy went over. She screamed out her pleasure and the next thing she knew, she was waking up on the floor of her bedroom.
Willow peered at her over the side of Buffy's bed. "Buffy, are you okay?" Buffy glanced up at her best friend and her dream shot back to her.
For a moment, Buffy considered telling Willow about the dream. She imagined how Willow's face would crinkle in confusion, straighten out in understanding and then twist in disgust. For a moment, Buffy saw Willow moving downstairs to the living room for the night to sleep on the couch.
Gazing back at Willow, Buffy smiled shyly and made something up. "It was nothing, it was just a dream. Or more of a nightmare. You were in it." Willow glanced at her apprehensively. "And Xander." Buffy added quickly. "And Giles and Angel and Oz. don't worry Will. It's alright. Go ahead back to sleep.
They laid back down. Willow was asleep within seconds. Before falling asleep, Buffy prayed that the dream would come again.