First of all: The characters from Buffy: the Vampire Slyers belongs to Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy, Inc. Well I really wanted Kennedy and Willow to belong to me... but a girl can't have all.... sad.
Second: I am brazilian, so my native language isn't English. So I'm sorry about the grammar and spell errors, specialy preposition (damn you preposition!!!!! I hate you!!!).
Third: Before you read this fic, you need to know that it happens 2 years later after 'Chosen'. The Scoobies are at Cleveland, trainning the new slayers that didn't have a watcher. The academy works as the New Watcher Council. Only Kennedy, Vi and Rona stayed with the Scoobies, and they are a part of the gang now.The others who fighted againts the First went back to their homes too fight evil there. The Scoobies live at the academy, the new slayes that are in training live at dorms in the same street of the academy. There's a coven near the Slayer Academy, where Willow teaches young witches and warlocks.
Bloody Debt – First Chapter.
Kennedy woke up with the feeling of kisses being delivered in her tummy by very familiar lips. The brunette moaned softly and put her hand above Willow's head, stroking her beautiful red hair. Then she whispered in a husky voice filled with desire.
"Good morning..."
Willow smiled while she was kissing her lover's stomach, moving upward Kennedy's body very slowly, lingering her lips on her breasts, neck and finally her mouth.
"Good morning" the witch answered and gave the slayer a passionate kiss.
When oxigen became an issue, the two pulled away and Willow looked at the brunette who was smiling at her.
"Did you slept well?" the redhead stroked her girlfriend's face.
"Yes, but the wake up was so much better" Kennedy said and sat up a little to kiss her witch again.
The kiss was slow, lips opened and closed without a rush, but soon it became more heated and hands started to roam their bodys. Kennedy turned her body, changind positions with Willow, so now she was on top.
The slayer pulled away so she could look at her girl, her eyes showing love and admiration.
"You're beautiful" Kennedy whispered while she put a red lock behind Willow's ear.
The redhead lifted a hand and caressed her girl's lips, the slayer opened her mouth, catching and sucking Willow's fingers making the witch groan. The brunette played with the fingers inside her mouth, sucking them, sometimes very fast and hard and then slowly and softly, always stroking her tongue between them.
Kennedy let go Willow's fingers and started kissing her neck, making sure that her tongue stud lingered at her girlfriend's skin, turning Willow on so much more.
Now with a free hand, Willow massaged the brunette's ass, bringing her closer to her body and the other hand touched all over the slayer until stopped above her center.
Sunddely Kennedy stopped the kiss and Willow gave her lover a confused look, also stopping her caresses.
"Is something wrong Kenn?"
"No, there's nothing wrong. Actually, everything is perfect" the slayer gave her a malicious look and very quickly held her wicca's hands above her head. With her free hand, she touched the redhead's breasts, playing with the pink nipples between her fingers. Then she slided her hand over her girlfriend's stomach and soon it found the witch's hot sex.
Willow moaned with the feeling of the expert hand between her legs.
"My god, Kenn!".
Kennedy leant her head towards her witch, putting her mouth really close of Willow's ear, and whispered in a malicious voice:
"Tell me what you want..."
"Please Kenn..."
"Please what?" the slayer applied more pressure above the readhead's center.
"Kenn..." Willow begged while she was rocking her hip so her girl's touch could be more intense "Kenn, I want.... I need to feel you inside me...now...please..."
The brunette smirked and kissed the wicca hard, forcing her tongue into the older woman's mouth at the same time that two fingers entered her lover. Willow moaned inside Kennedy's mouth and the moves of her hip increased as the slayer slided in and out her sex.
Kennedy took her hand off Willow's wrists, letting her go, and put it at her girfriend's hip, stroking and holding it softly to slow Willow's rhythm that had become faster. The witch hugged her lover, running her nails very softly over her back, and Kennedy moaned huskyly. The brunette stopped kissing her and looked deeply into green eyes while her fingers pumped faster in and out Willow's slick folds.
The redhead's breathing was heavier at each pumping her slayer's fingers made and her moanings could be heard at all second floor of the house. The warrior felt that her beautiful wicca was almost on the edge so she slipped a third finger inside Willow's wet center and with her thumb stroked her clit.
Willow couldn't hold anymore and came hard, diggind her nails into Kennedy's back and screaming her name.
"KENNEDY!!!!"
The brunette colapsed over the shaking boby of the redhead and hugged her, kissing softly her face and neck while she waited Willow's breathing and heart rate to return to normal. Her fingers stayed inside her lover for awhile still feeling her wicca's inner muscles contracting around them.
With some difficult to breath Willow tried to say some word without much success.
"Woow...that was...woww...I mean...wow..."
"I know....I feel the same..." Kennedy smiled lovingly and removed her fingers from Willow, the redhead gave a little moan. The slayer kissed her girl's face one more time and started to crawl out of the bed, but Willow pulled her into her arms, making her stay in bed.
"Where are you going?"
"Giles needs to catalog and do the maintenance of new crossbows he bought, and I promissed I would help. Because who knows more about it than me? And besides, you have some classes to teach at the Coven."
"But... can't we just forget about our jobs and snuggle in bed all day?" Willow smiled innocently.
"It's a tempting offer, but we can't... Giles will kill me if I am late again. And I know you don't like to skip your job... now let's get up."
"But but but...you didn't... you know..." Willow said embaressed and her face became the same color as her hair.
"Well... we still have some time... we can fix this problem at the shower, what do you say?" Kennedy got up, letting the sheet fall, and showing her naked toned body to her girlfriend that was looking at her with lust in her eyes. The brunette smirked and winked at her girl, then she entered the bathroom. The witch's lips curled in a wide smiled and don't wanting to lose time, followed her slayer.
In a far side of the city, there was a white mansion, victorian style. It was beatiful and looked like a cozy home from the outside. But from the inside it was totally the opposite. All the rooms had an air of empty, death, everything looked like it was abandoned, mainly the white walls stained by the years and the broken dusty furniture that gave the impression that no one had been living there for a long time. It was like the owners had run, not worring about what could happen with the house. But it was a lie, a person still lived there. At the farther wing of the mansion you could find a bedroom, and as the rest of the house it was dusy and abandoned. If you entered the room, you would feel an empty air and death. It had a old aspect, wood furniture in rustic style covered by dust and although the sun was shinning outside, the dark and heavy curtains prevented the light from entering, making the room a dark and hot. The only things that looked like was being used was the bookshelf and the bed. At the back of the room, seated in a armchair while he held a big book and older than the mansion, a man with long and very dark hair, with a beard and a very stong body, slept.
The door opened and a thin guy stepped inside, followed by a demon that could pass as a human, if weren't for his third closed eye at the middle of his forehead.
"Master Larc, the demon Mimese is here to talk you sir" the guy said with caution not to disturb his master.
Larc opened his eyes and stared at his servant that steped backwards with fear, he still was amused by the completely dark eyes and without life of his master.
The dark haired man got up and walked to the two men that hadn't moved from the door. The servant went to a corner at the room while Mimese and Larc stared at each other until the last one started to speak:
"I presume you know why I called you here" his voice was firm, showing authority.
"Actually, no".
Larc gave a severe look at his employee "Nobody does the job completely nowadays. I need that tonight you become this slayer and kill everyone that is with her" Larc showed a picture to Mimese "Don't kill her! When you finished the job I'll pay you. And I will sent a few vampires with you tonight".
"I know this kind of negotiations., I want at least half of the money now".
"I knew you would say that, you ilusionist demons are ambitious. Always were and always will" Larck made a moviment with his hand, so the servant brought a case with money "Here is 250 thousand dollars, the rest you get when you complete your job".
Mimese checked his money and without turning his gaze at the man in front of him left the room.
"Demons, they think they are the best, poor creatures, they don't know demon are the weakest" Larc said, returning to his inicial position at the armachair.
The servant followed his master and with fear in his voice he asked:
"Master, why do you want Mimese to atack the slayer but not kill her? That's not..." the servant didn't finish his words because Larc pointed a finger in his direction and the guy's body caught on fire. The servant didn't have time to scream, his body was already dust that became just another dirty on the floor.
"Vampires can be strong, but they are very stupid. Always looking at somebody else's issues. Xavier!!!" Larc said aloud and in less than 10 seconds, a man that looked like he was the same age of Larc, blonde and brown eyes entered the room.
"Yes, master."
"I want the slayers to know that tonight some vampires will atack the main cemitery of the city. And they must have the impression it won't be a easy fight. I need the stronger slayers there."
"Yes, sir. Excuse me".
Larc closed his eyes and leaned against the armchair, going back to sleep.