Chapter 3: Predator Meets Prey, err Predator

Warning: Definite sexual content coming in this chapter!

A/N: Sorry, no BAngel or Willz here, folks.

Disclaimer: BtVS characters belong to Joss Whedon / Mutant Enemy. Dialogue is from .I claim no rights to any copyrighted material. Please do not copy or take this story without my permission.

Oz followed his instincts down to the school basement. Who knows, maybe it was hardwired into rats to go to dark, quiet places. Whatever the reason, Oz was almost certain that Buffy was down here.

He felt a little foolish, calling for her like she was a dog that would come when she heard her name. It wasn't as if he was all that responsive during his furry time of the month – at least not that he remembered. Still, it was something to do while he searched, so he kept calling her name.

Suddenly, there was a bunch of electrical flashing behind some boxes and loose stuff. Oz carefully walked over, holding up his flashlight – whether for better light or possibly as a weapon – and tried her name again, "Buffy?" Her head popped up, hair flipping back as she looked all around her.

When she stood up, Oz was treated to an enticing view of her natural…assets. The teenager in him wanted to just stare in awe, but the tiniest part of his brain dedicated to being a gentleman overruled his hormones, and he lowered the flashlight. He also looked away from that tempting image.

As her mind cleared from both the animal transformation and the love spell, Buffy noticed two things. First, one of the guys she was attracted to was standing in front of her, looking adorable with the blush threatening to cover his whole body. Speaking of body coverings, that left her with the second realization: she had none…as in, she was very, very naked. She quickly moved her hands in an attempt for modesty.

"Hi," she squeaked out, but in a girl fashion, not a rat one. This was so not the way she wanted to introduce herself to him. "You're Oz, right?"

He nodded slowly, trying desperately to keep his eyes from straying back over to her body. "Yup. And you're Buffy."

She cleared her throat awkwardly. "I seem to be having a slight case of nudity here." How could she explain this to somebody who didn't know about magick and vampires and Slayers? What could he possibly be thinking about her right now?

Somehow, she might have been more at ease if she had been able to read his thoughts. Then again, maybe not. Some things girls should just not know about how the teenage boy's mind works. Especially when they are around beautiful, naked girls.

Oz tried to ease the mounting tension in the room. Oops, mounting was the wrong term to use, given his wolf-side; gave him all sorts of NC-17 thoughts. "But you're not a rat. So call it an upside."

"You knew about that?" Buffy asked.

He nodded again, "Yeah, Giles asked me to find you while he, Miss Calendar and Amy tried to break some spells."

Cool. So he knew about this stuff. Once she had clothes on again, she could find out how. But to get clothes, she needed his help. "You think maybe you could get me some clothing?" she requested shyly. Part of her was pleased to see his fight to keep from looking at her was losing to the desire to see more. Made her feel very desirable.

Oz counted to ten…in Chinese…to calm himself. Then he realized she asked him a question. What was it again? Oh yeah, clothes. Evil, evil clothes to cover up that delicious looking body. Whew, much more of this and counting to a hundred wouldn't help him. Maybe the clothes weren't such an evil idea after all. "Yes, I can. Just, uh... don't go anywhere," he stammered out before turning to leave.

Chuckling ruefully, Buffy muttered, "Really not an issue." Then she almost felt the Slayer smack her upside the head. Still frustrated by the rejection earlier, the Slayer wanted some satisfaction, and unlike before, she was acting on her own preferences instead of ones imposed by magick. The Slayer essence recognized the scent of another predator in the young man leaving the basement.

Acting on that primal instinct, Buffy called out, "Oz…wait!" He looked back at her with a question in his eyes, but before he could verbalize it, she asked her own, "Why do you feel like a predator to me?"

Nothing like asking the tough ones, huh. He realized it would have to come out sooner or later, and sooner might be better for him. "I'm a werewolf," he confessed. "My little cousin bit me in his non-wolf state, but it still passed it on to me. My aunt and uncle lock us up during the full moon so we can't hurt anyone."

To his surprise, she started laughing. "Guess that explains it, then. You literally have animal magnetism. I was wondering why I was so attracted to you – besides the obvious reason of you being cute. Let me guess, it's been about two months or so?"

"Yeah. That's amazing. How did you know?" Oz asked once he got his brain working again. The beautiful, naked girl said she was attracted to him. What's more, deep down, he could feel his wolf howl in delight at the declaration, too. This was the first time he ever felt connected to his wolf.

"That's when I first really noticed you," she replied easily.

The Slayer considered the dangers of mating with a werewolf. She had taken many different beings as lovers before, both male and female, since she was created. Her only requirement was that they weren't evil – didn't try to hurt the innocent. Well, that and the girl she was in needed to be attracted to them, too. It had only been a few days since he last transformed, and she couldn't smell any blood on him other than his own. This was 'of the good' to put it in this girl's phraseology. He would do.

Oz watched something flicker across Buffy's face, and was mesmerized when her smile turned sensual. It served as a painful reminder he needed to leave…now! "I'd better go get those clothes for you."

He almost whimpered when she dropped her arms to her sides and stepped out from behind the boxes. "Why? I can think of something more fun to do."

A/N: Okay, so that's where the PG-13 version would end. I'm trying to work on an NC-17 follow-up chapter.

TBC…