Sire

By Knightmare

"I'm so sorry." Willow said as she stood on the chair, hanging the curtains she'd pulled from her parent's room. They were the thickest in the house and Kristin was still standing in the middle of her room. "It was supposed to cancel easily." The spell still kept her vampire trapped. Buffy had checked in once the vibe ended and then left, but when Willow came up to free Kristin she found she couldn't.

Willow stepped down from the chair and pulled the curtains tight, hoping it wouldn't come to this. Then she turned to stare at Kristin, who stood so still in the middle, after having been shocked a bit hard a few times as she tried to just pound her way out. That was a powerful containment spell. Willow hadn't counted on her own emotions of wanting it to work really well to affect its original purpose so well. It was meant to hold violent demons helpless for rituals. Her gentle demon didn't have a chance of getting out of that without Willow figuring it out.

It broke her heart to see Kristin's back slumping and her holding her more damaged arm. The shock was intense and Kristin had lost some feeling it in. The vampire's grr face flickered on and off occasionally from pain or fear, Willow wasn't sure which. This was the first magic Kristin had seen and Willow was embarrassed and upset that it wasn't working right. It was holding to its original purpose too well, and that wasn't why Willow had used it.

"I'll get you out of there." Willow promised and moved to rest her own hand over the see through magical wall again, the words of the spell uttered with more anger as she tried to undo it one last time before looking at her books again. It didn't work.

Willow worked a few more hours and then Kristin carefully and slowly moved to sit down on the floor. "Sleep sire." Kristin spoke softly, sounding resigned. "You look too tired to continue and the sun will be up soon."

"Now listen here missy, I'm the one with the orders." Willow spoke a bit harshly because of her headache and then regretted it when Kristin flinched. "I can't sleep with you all trapped like this."

"I'll be quiet." Kristin offered, not seeming to understand why Willow wouldn't be able to sleep. It wasn't noise.

"I'll just find a counter spell. Maybe it's in the darker texts." Willow told Kristin while thinking of it. A book aimed more for demons might have a counter, because it didn't look like the book she had ever considered letting a demon go without casting a spell on it. The spell casting was the signal to unlock, but Willow hadn't seen that until after she'd cast the containment. Willow didn't want to cast a spell on Kristin, it didn't seem fair to do that to the poor vampire. There had to be another way.

"I'm getting hungry." Kristin whispered and Willow looked up again sharply. Nothing went in or out of the force field. She couldn't warm up a mug for Kristin. Kristin knew this. "I can hear you are too. I left dinner in the fridge." Kristin looked away.

"I really screwed up didn't I?" Willow spoke quietly, thinking of the entire night, not just the spell. Her not saying no to Buffy and Xander about dancing, and then letting Buffy walk her home all led to this. Then she used a spell she'd never fully researched to protect Kristin and it wasn't working right.

"Sire, you can't screw up." The words sounded hollow, like her pet didn't feel she could agree, but couldn't really deny it either.

Willow moved to sit on the floor in front of Kristin, the book in her lap. It would take far too long to get to the library and steal the right books, before sneaking back home. Kristin didn't deserve this.

"This spell is often used to hold a demon still to cast spells on them. The containment will fall if a spell is cast." Willow swallowed hard and looked down at the list of spells people often used on demons. Willow started to summarize them for Kristin, who sat very still to listen because she couldn't move very much. "If a demon killed someone the caster cared about they could cast a spell of retribution."

"I've never killed anyone." Kristin spoke quietly her head bowed to stare at her knees, but it didn't feel like a mark of honor for Willow, more like Kristin was too upset with her.

"I know." Willow spoke softly back, before clearing her throat and moving down the list. Kristin was right, Willow was very tired, her voice was a little rough and slow because of it. "If the caster wanted someone killed they could cast of spell of compulsion." Willow looked up at her demon, who was looking up at her. "I don't want anyone killed." Kristin looked down again. Willow did want a few demons that Buffy fought killed, but Kristin wasn't more capable than Buffy in something like that, not even close. Willow couldn't send Kristin out after a demon. Not to mention that spell was some pretty evil stuff, really any spell calling for a captured demon would be.

Willow sighed as she looked at the next few spells often used. "The caster could cast an enslaving spell to create a dark force of protectors for their castle." Willow blinked, wondering if anyone had ever really cast that. It seemed rather scary. Maybe she already had a dark book. This really wasn't light magic. "Or they could enslave a personal slave," Willow blushed as she read about the spells on incubi and succubi, "to do personal things." Her words went quiet as she read a little more on the two demon types and realized that it wasn't at all like people thought. It wasn't the demon that sucked power and life out of a lover, but if a person captured one, they'd suck the demon's power away from them. This spell was meant to be used to gain magical power through forced sex with demons that gave their power to those they had sex with, demons that normally preferred to remain virgins because of it. Willow felt some pity for the demons.

"What kind of personal things?" Kristin finally asked softly. "I already do your cooking and cleaning because you're my sire. To do it because of a spell wouldn't really change anything."

"Not that kind of personal things." Willow's face blushed as she stared at the book rather than at Kristin. "More personal personal things."

"I'm supposed to do those too." Kristin whispered and Willow looked up with wide eyes to see that Kristin really did know what she was talking about by the serious look in her eyes. Willow had read what sires used their pets for, and she'd heard Kristin's painful words about her attack and what they'd told her of her role in life.

"I wouldn't do that to you." Willow spoke forcefully. "You don't deserve to be, to be… to be hurt like that, and none of these poor demons that had this happen to them deserved that." Her feelings about demons had started changing with Kristin here, and she could see some of them as people now. They were people that human warlocks and witches had wronged at times with this spell.

"You're my sire. It's impossible for you to rape me, because you own me." Kristin told her and Willow's blush faded to a white that made her look more like her vampiric double.

"Don't believe everything those monsters told you." Willow glared at Kristin's words, not Kristin herself. "I don't own you, not like that. No one can own you like that." She wished she could say she didn't own Kristin at all, but she had done that spell to control her, to accept the role of sire. That was a bit of ownership, but it was to protect Kristin, not to hurt her.

Kristin spoke slowly, almost hesitantly. "What if I gave you permission, if I said it was okay if you wanted sexual service?" Willow's blush started to return. "My Blood Sire wanted me for that."

Willow's mind noticed how Kristin was differentiated between herself and the Willow that turned her now, but she barely acknowledged it as her mind and her stammering jaw tried to deal with the idea of sexual service. "She was kinda gay." Willow pointed out, and felt her heart sink yet again, thinking that if her double was kinda gay maybe she was too. Angel had almost confirmed it at the time, Willow knew Buffy stopped him. That also brought up the question of why Buffy would stop him, did she not want a gay friend?

Willow stared at Kristin, in her silk top and black tight jeans, sitting on the floor. Her buttons on the top opened a bit to share a little cleavage. Sexy was just a female vampire thing, but the fact that Willow noticed, did that mean that she was kinda gay too?

"I'm going to go have dinner, or breakfast, whatever." Willow spoke forcefully, "And when I come back there will be no more talk about this." Her heart was beating too fast and it had something to do with the predatory look in Kristin's eyes, a look the vampire rarely gave her, one that was almost like a vampire wanting to feed, but not quite.

There had to be another way to get Kristin out of that circle.

As Willow went down the stairs her mind also made a clear connection, Kristin was kinda gay. Willow just didn't know if that was a vampire thing, or if Kristin was always kinda gay. If Kristin always was, did that mean Willow was now, because her vampire self was?

It was too early in the morning for thoughts like this, Willow tried to push the thoughts away, but the view of Kristin's pale cleavage and the hunger in those eyes did something to her she wanted to deny, but wasn't sure she could.