TITLE: Everything is Waiting Here
AUTHOR: Faith Alana Alastair
DISCLAIMER: Genius: (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
"Well, that was the easy part." Willow sat in Tara's father's chair, Willow's chair now, Tara supposed, and nudged the hand on the floor with a foot. "I'll call a minion to come bury them."
Tara looked up at Willow from her place on the floor and smiled. "Can I be their boss when they rise?"
Willow slid a hand into Tara's hair, smirking as she tugged. "I promise you can be their boss until you get bored." She leaned down, tugging Tara up into her lap by her hair and kissed her hard, shifting into game face and nipping her lip.
Tara gasped at the change against her face and slid a hand around Willow's waist. She melted into the kiss, and let herself go limp as the vampire shoved her to the floor, rolling with the impact so as to remain unhurt. She was throbbing, yearning for everything she knew the redhead would give her. "Thank you. What should I call you?"
Willow tapped a finger against her once-again human lip and thought. "Mistress is so trite, don't you think? I'm in the mind of something more… powerful." She smirked down at Tara. "Such a pretty, pretty pet."
Tara smiled, blushing only slightly. "Thank you." As she leaned forward, brushing her cheek against Willow's leather-clad leg, her hair shifted, giving off a glint of silver.
"That better not be a cross…" Willow leaned down, sliding a nail under the leather cord, lifting it. "Oh, you're a witchy witch." She grinned, letting the pentacle fall against Tara's chest. "You should call me Goddess. Mhm. That's a good name. Goddess Willow."
Tara nodded, bowing her head. "Yes, Goddess."
"So not bored. You're a good pet. I wonder how much pain you can take?" Willow stood, opening the door as two large vampires entered. "They're over there on the floor. Bury them, and when they rise, bring them to me." She gestured lazily, and watched as the vampires picked them up and carried them out the door. "Now, where were we?"
Tara looked up. "I can take more pain than you'd think, Goddess." She unbuttoned her blouse slowly and turned, letting it slide down her shoulders to reveal a criss-crossing of scar tissue across her back.
Willow raised an eyebrow, walking over to the witch, trailing her fingertips across the raised skin. "Such pretty marks," she cooed. "But they weren't from playtime. They were from dinner, weren't they?"
Tara nodded quietly, suddenly feeling shy and ashamed. "Yes, Goddess."
Willow made a 'tsk' sound and grinned, reaching for Tara's hand and pulling her to her feet. "They're pet's playtoys now. The ones I'll make will be much more fun," she stated, leading Tara into the master bedroom.
Tara shivered with anticipation and followed Willow into the bedroom. Without being told, she began to disrobe, then paused, looking over at the vampire. "Uh, should I…?" She motioned to her clothing.
Willow eyed her, letting her gaze travel slowly over the witch, not missing a single inch of her form. "Later. I want to play a game now." She reached for Tara, tossing her to the bed easily. "Gonna make you scream."
Tara briefly wondered what Willow would do to her, when she felt a hand sliding up her skirt. Looking down, she saw her skirt sliding up her thighs, Willow's head underneath it. A fraction of a moment later, she felt the cloth against her mound rip, then disappear, to be replaced by a firm, cool tongue.
"Oh, Goddess…" Tara slumped back against the pillows, biting her lip. She was well aware of how wet she was, and she heard the vampire slurping it greedily. She was a virgin, in the technical sense of the word, not ever having had consensual sex with anyone. With another uttered curse, Tara decided she was pretty okay with losing it this way.
Willow grinned, and slid two fingers into her new pet, sharp nails sliding along soft walls. She was rewarded with a cry from the blonde underneath her, and began thrusting hard, fast and deep. "Mmm, we're going to have so much fun together, pet."
Tara let her eyes close, clutching cold skin as she fell apart, crying out her Goddess' name. "Willow! Goddess Willow!" She shuddered through her climax, finally opening her eyes to see Willow perched on her heels between Tara's thighs. "Bored now. My turn."
Tara eagerly switched places with the vampire, undoing the black leather pants and peeling them down her legs. Untying Willow's boots, she slid those off as well, and began kissing her way up muscular thighs.
"If you make it really good, I'll give you a treat," Willow murmured as she felt Tara's tongue slip inside her. "Ohh, yes. Just like that."
Tara flicked her tongue upward, finding the vampire's hidden spot easily. She deliberated with herself briefly, then decided vampires probably don't have the same sense of propriety humans do, and slid a finger into Willow's ass, thrusting slowly.
"Oh, such a good pet…" Willow cooed, eyes closing as her demon took its pleasure, and she took hers.
Tara grinned against Willow, humming her pleasure at having pleased her Goddess. She sped her finger up, then added a second, sliding her tongue over her clit.
Willow moaned as Tara's tongue hit her in all the right ways, and arched her back hard. "That's it, pet. That's it…"
Tara bit down on Willow's clit hard, and moaned loudly as a flood hit her mouth. She swallowed greedily, cleaning her Goddess with her tongue before pulling back to sit back on her heels. She looked at Willow, a small smile on her face.
Willow lunged forward, aiming for Tara's neck and biting down hard, her human face still visible. She lapped at the slight amount of blood that came to the surface, and moaned at its flavor. Sitting up abruptly, she shoved Tara toward the edge of the bed. "Strip, pretty pet."
Tara gasped as she felt Willow's teeth on her skin, then realized they were human teeth she felt. She relaxed in her hold, flying back as her Goddess pushed. "Yes, Goddess." Standing, she began undressing, making sure Willow could see every detail as she disrobed. It took all her control not to touch the drying trickle on her neck, and she was touched by the control the vampire had shown.
Finally nude, Tara licked her lip and knelt, a snap decision that earned her a pleased smirk from Willow. "That's very good, pet. Now we'll have some fun…" She picked up a discarded belt from the floor and snapped it between her hands. "Who am I, pet?"
Tara jumped at the sound, and tried hard to hold herself still. She wasn't sure why, but she sort of instinctually trusted the vampire. "My Goddess."
Willow smirked cruelly and snapped the belt again. "And who gave you the scars on your body?"
Tara managed stillness, but still flinched. "My fa…"
"Dinner. Your new playthings. Isn't that right, Tara?" Willow leaned down, hissing the words into Tara's ear. "They're meaningless now, aren't they?"
"Y…yes, Goddess. They will pay for all they've done, but it no longer matters. I am under your control and protection, Goddess."
Willow sneered a smile and snapped the belt again. "That's right. No one but me will ever hurt you again. Now bend over the bed and show me that pretty little ass of yours."
