IN THE CLOSET.
Spoilers- some general S3 spoilers before Lovers Walk.
Disclaimer- The characters used in this fic belong to Joss Whedon and who ever else they belong to. They don't belong to me no matter how hard I wish Joss would give them to me for my birthday
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Willow was abuzz with excitement. She couldn't wait to see him. They had been meeting like this since last year. They had started down in the basement but after some unpleasant events occurred they moved up to the janitors closet. Willow trembled at the memory of their last meeting. She felt guilty; no one else knew that they were meeting not even Buffy. Something could happen and they would never know. But Goddess she loved him so much and if they went to the library first there'd be some hell beast or evil prophecy to end the world and then they'd never get time alone.
Opening her locker Willow pulled out her textbooks. She might actually get most of her homework done this afternoon. Her mother was concerned with the amount of work Willow must be getting if she would stay at the library for hours and then come home and work all night. She ran a finger over a picture of the two of them together. Their red hair created a fiery halo that surrounded the both of them. Smiling Willow closed her locker door. She froze sensing a presence and hearing a light footstep behind her. Seeing a flash of red hair she relaxed and made her way down the hall.
Willow's sneaker's squeaked on the tiled floor. Flicking her hair back she checked to make sure he was following her. The after school rush had slowed to a trickle. Stopping at a janitor's closet she opened the door and stepped in. She put her backpack on the floor and started to fidget with her hair. The door opened. He stepped into the closet, pulling the door shut behind him.
They stared into each other's eyes not saying a word. Gently their lips met, cautiously at first but then they grew bolder. Oz pulled her closer, his hands inching up under the back of her shirt. He let out a growl as he touched bare skin. Willow groaned, her fingers fumbled trying to remove his ever-present outer shirt. Without breaking contact Oz stripped off his shirt. Willow pulled back and deliberately arched her back, bringing their hips in contact. Oz let out a slow, strangled groan and closed his eyes as if in pain. Willow waited until he opened his eyes before pulling off her shirt and tugging off his.
Oz's eyes went cloudy with desire. He pulled her back and began to kiss her neck and shoulders, all the while his hands roaming. Suddenly the door was jerked open and light streamed in. Willow let out a gasp and tried to cover herself. Oz turned, protecting her from sight. She hugged herself to his back and peered over his shoulder. She saw Buffy, Giles, Cordelia and Xander staring open-mouthed at the pair.
Buffy was the first to recover, she was the one that dealed with supernatural monsters every day- she had seen some freaky stuff. She darted in and grabbed a bottle off one of the shelves.
Buffy shrugged apologetically, " For developing a vamp repellant." She started to close the door, then stopped and ducked her head back in. "I want details tonight Will. Oh and next time we go shopping we're stopping at Victoria Secrets; I love that bra. Have Fun."
Willow flushed bright red, matching Oz's current choice of hair colour. Outside she could hear the sounds of Buffy and Cordelia dragging a stuttering Xander away. She could also hear Cordelia remark, "At least she doesn't buy her underwear at Sears."
Oz considered the events that just took place and shrugged. He turned and dragged a very willing Willow into his arms.