TITLE: Everything is Waiting Here

AUTHOR: Faith Alana Alastair

DISCLAIMER: Genuis: (n: Gēn-yǖs) Someone with higher-than-average intelligence. Joss Whedon. The man is a God, and if you don't know it, go away. He owns everything, including the characters and locations in this story, as well as my soul.

FANDOM: Buffy The Vampire Slayer/Angel(Hey, it's all the same world, okay?)

PAIRING: Vampire!Willow/Human!Tara

RATING: NC-17/FRAO,

WARNINGS: Perceived dubcon(but it's not even dubious), mention of previous child abuse.

SUMMARY/PROMPT: Requested by EmptySouls21, Vamp!Willow/Human!Tara, no non-con, fluff okay. Idea prompt and title comes from L.P.

SPOILERS: Spoilery for Wish!verse… The Wish, and Dopplegangland. This is a one-off of Dopplegangland, inspired by the valiant death of "Sandy". Obviously the timeline is skewed, as Tara wasn't around just yet.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: I'm a bit rusty, bear with me. It's unbeta'd, so there's no one to blame but myself.

FEEDBACK: I can feel it! My soul, Buffy… it's really there…

DISTRIBUTION: Want...Ask...Have

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Willow looked around the Bronze, taking in the sight of it, so different from the Bronze she was used to. Walking slowly around the dance floor, she spotted a girl sitting at one of the tables, trying her best to not be seen.

She was failing miserably.

"What's your name?" Willow asked softly, walking up to her.

"Tara." She swallowed, her eyes widening in fear. She looked up, barely meeting Willow's eyes, casting them downward again as the vampire slowly slid a seductive finger along Tara's arm. She started to pull away, only to be stopped by Willow taking her hand and pulling her gently out of her seat.

"You don't have to be afraid…" Willow smirked slightly, leading her to the center of the dance floor, "just to please me."

Tara felt herself get aroused by Willow's words. She followed her onto the dance floor, unsure of what was happening. She knew Willow was a vampire, that much was clear, from the handful of them that had followed her in through the door, but nothing more. "Wha… what's your name?"

Willow spun on her heel, her smirk wider. "Oooh, a playtoy." She reached out, trailing a nail along Tara's jaw. "My name is Willow, Tara. Do you want to play?" She licked her lips, undressing the blonde with her eyes.

Something shifted in Tara's gaze, and she smirked. "Depends on what the game is…" She twisted her head a bit, nipping at Willow's finger as it neared her mouth.

Willow's eyes brightened, and she smiled. "Not so bored, now," she whispered. Turning, she walked around the blonde, her hands sliding around her body until she stood behind her. "If you're all good boys and girls," she began, turning to address the club around her, "we'll make you young and strong, forever and ever…" she leaned in, sliding her tongue along Tara's neck, feeling her pulse pound beneath her flesh.

Tara shivered, eyes closing at the intoxicating touch. "I don't want to die…" she whispered, going rigid against Willow's body.

"Oh no, not you, pretty. I want to play with you. You seem like loads of fun." She slid her hands along Tara's waist, trailing further down until she let them rest on the blonde's ass. "Lots and lots of fun."

Suddenly, Buffy came bursting through the door, Giles, Xander, Angel and the other Willow behind her. "Y'know, I'd ordinarily say pick on someone your own size," she began, picking up a pool cue. "But since Wills is your size, I'd really rather you pick on someone smaller than you. Namely, me." She reared back to punch the vampire, but she was already heading for the stage, intent on the exit there.

She turned, eyes locking on Tara's for the briefest of moments before turning back to the door and whisking through it.

Tara could've sworn she heard the vampire whisper, "Later…" as she left.

Author's Note: I know this is a short as hell first chapter, but the rest is well worth the one-off short chapter. Stay with me!