Chapter Twelve

Buffy howled in rage as she took in her new surroundings. Her control in shreds, all she could think was that they were keeping her from her mate. She turned on Faith, but the brunette was ready for her. Faith tackled her, twisting around the blonde's body until she had Buffy immobile. The moment she deemed it safe, she nodded to Willow, who immediately came to her side and knelt next to them, taking her friends face in her hands. "Buffy, Buffy, you have to come back to us."

Buffy just growled at her. She was beyond rational thought. The blonde ex-slayer heaved again against Faith's hold, wringing a low grunt of effort from the brunette holding her immobile.

'I'm not sure how much longer I can hold her, Red.' Faith gritted her teeth and desperately held on. In her current state, she didn't put it past Buffy to tear her way through the ship to lure Kathryn to her. 'If you've got any ideas, now would definitely be the time to try them out.'

Willow opened her mind, forcing herself not to recoil at the complex mix of fury and hunger screaming within her friend. 'I can't reach her Faith. She's too lost within her own need to think, much less respond rationally.'

'So what do we do, Red? I'm losing my grip, and don't think I can match her in a fight any more, 'specially in this condition.'

'Not 'we', love, me.' Willow's response held an odd note to Faith's mental 'ear', a tone that carried a strange mix of emotions 'She's too far into the hunger to respond well to an attempt to dominate her.'

Without any further hint as to what she was about to do, Willow scrambled to her feet...

And telekinetically blasted Faith and Buffy apart, immediately bolting into the trees leading down cliffside. Frantically shaking her head, Faith's vision cleared to see Buffy jump on her feet and tear after Willow almost before she'd stopped rolling. She didn't even give Faith a backward glance, fully focused on the 'prey' that had attacked her and fled.

'Dammit, Red. This ain't a fuckin' game!' Faith lunged back to her feet, tearing across the clearing and down the path faster than she could remember moving before. She knew what Willow's game plan was. She also knew why she hadn't bothered warning her. 'If she doesn't kill you, I might!'

Even as she ran after them, she did her part, sending Buffy mental images of Willow, dipping into their more x-rated scenarios. As the chase progressed down the cliff, the scent of Buffy's enraged pheromones began to mix with sexual pheromones as well. She could also smell Willow's arousal. The chase always got the redhead worked up. Faith spared a thought of concern for her mate, I hope she knows what she's doing.

- - - BtVS - - ST: Voyager - - -

Willow was running faster than she could remember moving. 'Gotta keep moving. Got to- EEP!' She had a split second's warning, a hint of a displaced air right behind her head, but it was enough time to instinctively swerve, lashing out again with her mind to "push" Buffy as she flew past, sending her into a belly slide into the underbrush. The snarling scream of frustration spurred Willow into dipping into a reserve she hadn't yet tapped, blurring down the path. Nearly winded, Willow choked down a sob of relief, seeing the cabin finally come into view. A quick glance behind her sent her forward at a dead run, as a slightly dirty, berserk blonde S'Terran Prime came hurtling out of the shade of the forest like she'd been shot from a cannon. She also could sense her own mate following not far behind.

'Faith, go to Kathryn.' Willow told Faith. 'Tell her to stay away. If she comes in before we can bring Buffy back fully, all of this would be for nothing.'

She 'felt' Faith's reluctant assent and sensed her veer off in another direction. She was about ready to collapse herself. She had run further than she'd hoped, getting all the way up the steps, onto the porch with her hand reaching for the door's handle. That's when her run came to an end, her pursuer's hand closing on her shoulder and spinning the redheaded ex-witch to face her. Willow's vision blurred for a second as she found herself pinned between the closed door and Buffy, her head meeting the door rather hard. When her vision cleared, she found herself practically nose to nose with the snarling Prime. For a long moment, Willow thought she'd lost the gamble, and the only chance she'd had to bring Buffy back. Until she felt Buffy tangle her left hand in her hair and yank her head back hard. Her gasp caught by the ravenous mouth devouring her own. Willow whimpered as Buffy's mouth burned a path from her lips down her throat, never releasing her hold on her hair as she did.

She whimpered Buffy's name, the blonde's grip tightening her only answer. She felt Buffy's right hand curve around her back as her lips returned to her own, drawing her in, pinning her fully against the door. Once she was certain her prey was unable to evade, she moved her hands to snare Willow's wrists. Pulling back to meet her captive's eyes, she deliberately pushed her arms above her head, ensuring that she could not escape. Though, in the back of her inflamed instincts, she felt that her prey wasn't interested in escaping anymore. Buffy then proceeded to drive Willow insane, starting with long, ravishing kisses, and then proceeding onward to rubbing her entire body against her captive. Using her knee, she shoved Willow's thighs apart and stepped closer, using her lower body to press firmly against the former witch's already hard clit. Willow whimpered into Buffy's mouth, and she felt the blonde's lips curl in a slight smile. Satisfied that her prey was no longer resisting, she released Willow's wrists to rip off both of their tops. Purring, she rubbed her breasts against her friend's.

"So, you wish to take her place?" Buffy purred dangerously, her mind still lost in the haze.

"N-no, not replace h-her." Willow stammered as the Prime continued to rub their bodies together. Buffy's eyes were a dark molten gold, glowing hot with rage and lust, but Willow didn't dare break eye contact. "We j-just didn't w-want you to do s-s-something you'd regret."

"Hmm." Buffy's lips curled as she seemed to consider that, exposing sharp canines that looked extremely threatening from this close. "Would I have regretted it, though?"

Before Willow could formulate an answer Buffy kissed her again, pushing her tongue between her lips before bending at the knees to wrap her hands around Willow's thighs and lift her off of her feet. Kicking open the door, she carried her friend through the cabin and into her bedroom. Laying her on the bed, Buffy quickly stripped the other woman, then herself. When Willow regained her senses she found herself staring into her captor's burning eyes. Spreading Willow's pale thighs, the Prime bent down to draw in the scent of her arousal. She licked up the juices coating the inner thighs with long, languid strokes that had the redhead shuddering.

"Oh, Goddess, Buffy." Willow whimpered as her hands clutched at damp blonde hair.

Purring again, Buffy began making her way closer to where the redhead was trying to guide her. She sucked on those pretty puffy lips, teasing the opening, even flicking her tongue over Willow's hard clit. Willow's hips were undulating and she had lifted her legs to encircle the Buffy's head.

"Buffy." Willow groaned. The edge was so close. She could sense it. She wanted it. "Ohh, please."

Suddenly, Buffy pulled away, and Willow nearly broke down in tears. Crawling on all fours, Buffy licked her way up Willow's body, dipping into her navel teasingly before moving up to scrape sharp teeth over swollen breasts. Willow was nearly hyperventilating by the time Buffy reached her lips.

"You like being the prey, Willow?" Buffy murmured against her lips. She kept Willow's legs spread wide, leaving the redhead unable to do anything but pant in her need. "You wanted to be eaten, did you? Feasted on by a predator?"

"Please!" Willow gasped, groaning as the aroused rumbling from the S'Terran Prime vibrated through her. She cried out as Buffy rolled her hips in a way that made their clits stroke firmly over each other. "Oh, Goddess."

Buffy continued to move over her, smiling ferally as Willow desperately pleaded for her to move faster, harder. "Oh, no, Willow. This is going to be at my pace. I ran you down, played your game. Now, you are my prize, and it's my turn to play."

After that, nothing more was said as Buffy pushed the now sobbing redhead harder and harder until she came screaming Buffy's name. Buffy's sex clenched at the intense pleasure flooding Willow's features, but she didn't orgasm herself. Taking Willow's hands in her own, she nuzzled the shuddering redhead's neck, inhaling the delicious scent of her climax. She purred in satisfaction as she waited for Willow to come down from her endorphin high, not wanting her to miss a moment of what was to come. The second the panting redhead was sufficiently recovered to open her eyes, Buffy rose up on her knees and flipped the other woman over, pulling her up to her hands and knees.

"Buffy?" Willow gasped as the Prime grasped her hands and moved them to the headboard.

"Grab onto the headboard." Buffy ordered before sucking on a sensitive spot behind her ear. Willow shuddered anew as she did as she was told. Immediately, small, callused fingers began pinching and pulling at her sensitive nipples. Buffy seemed content to play there for a moment, but then she moved on, sliding the fingers of one hand down over her stomach, using her nails to devastating effect, until she could touch and tease between the former witch's trembling thighs. "You look so hot like this, Will. All spread out and helpless. Makes me wish I had one of those toys Kathryn used to tell me about, so that I could push it inside of you and feel you squeeze every inch. Hear you beg for more. Would you like that?"

Willow could do nothing but whimper. Buffy had slipped two fingers inside of her while she was speaking, but wasn't moving them. She felt her inner muscles clutching at the penetration, desperately trying for some sort of friction, when suddenly, Buffy was gone. She couldn't help but cry out in dismay.

"Don't move." Buffy growled in her ear with such command that Willow instinctively tightened her grip, her whole body trembling. "I think that's a perfect idea, don't you, Will? Lucky for you, I've got one. Had it made as soon as I found one I liked in the computer database. I'm planning on anointing it on my first night with Kathryn, but there's no reason not to have a holodeck version for now. You know, for practice."

Willow's body was shaking hard now as Buffy made her order to the computer. Buffy moved to the side of the bed so that Willow could see her as she fitted the toy into place. It was a neutral gray color until it attached to Buffy's body, then its internal sensors automatically adjusted it to Buffy's skin tone and optimal sizing, which was bigger than Willow would have expected, the straps shifted as well until they were practically invisible. All in all, it looked like Buffy had suddenly grown a new appendage, and it had Willow spasming in need. She groaned as she watched Buffy stroke the appendage with her own fingers.

"Oh, Goddess, Will, you should try this." Buffy moaned, her head thrown back. Willow thought that she'd never seen Buffy look more beautiful. "It feels so real. I think I get it now why guys are so attached to it. I wonder what a blowjob would feel like."

She continued stroking herself for a moment, then shifted her attention back to the redhead when Willow moaned at the sight. "Oh, I haven't forgotten about you."

Buffy disappeared from Willow's field of vision, and a moment later, Willow felt the bed dip and Buffy climbed back on. Small hands gripped her waist firmly as she felt the tip of the toy tease her folds. They both moaned at the same time. The feeling was incredible to Buffy as she pushed in slowly. She could feel those inner muscles clamping down on the intruder, trying to suck her in faster.

"Ohhh, Willow, you're so tight." Buffy said through clenched teeth.

"Buffy, please!" Willow broke down. "ohpleaseohpleaseohplease."

At the proof of Willow's total surrender, what little shred of control Buffy had somehow held onto went up in smoke. Draping herself over Willow's back, she bit down on the soft flesh between Willow's neck and shoulder, holding her still, as she thrust the full length of the toy inside the redhead's oh, so ready body. The sudden penetration after the long slow torture had Willow bucking and screaming through her climax. Biting down harder, nearly breaking the skin, Buffy continued to push through the convulsing muscles, ruthlessly milking the climax for all it was worth even as her senses burned at the feel of those spasms along the entire length of the appendage. She could feel her own body coiling, tightening with every thrust, preparing for the powerful orgasm that she felt just out of her reach. As she felt Willow's climax tapering off, she moved one hand around to pinch her friend's hard clit as the other moved up to circle Willow's throat, holding her head still as Buffy's lips moved up to her ear.

"Just imagine, Will." Buffy purred throatily. "Faith's next."

That was all it took to throw Willow right into fresh spasms, her inner muscles clamping down so hard that she dragged Buffy roaring right over the edge with her into orgasm.

- - - BtVS - - ST: Voyager - - -

Keeping watch for Kathryn outside of the holodeck, Faith collapsed against the wall as the backlash of Buffy's orgasm flared through her. She actually felt her vision dim from the strength of the climax, and focused on breathing through it until her vision cleared once again.

Kathryn was going to have to do something soon, Faith realized. She knew what had set Buffy off. She had also scented the captain's sudden arousal. It had been like waving a red flag in front of an enraged bull. During all of their other encounters when Buffy and Kathryn were in the same room together, Kathryn had been focused on her work, and Buffy had been dealing with just her own needs, but when Kathryn had relaxed enough to acknowledge her own need for the blonde, it had immediately set off Buffy's need to attend to her mate. Willow was right, Buffy shouldn't be reacting like this. It was like the two of them were already fully mated. They were going to have to talk to the captain soon. They couldn't go on like this.

"Hey, computer, where's the cap'n?" Faith asked.

'Captain Janeway is in her quarters.'

"Where's that?" Faith wondered aloud. "I need to talk to her."

'The captain's quarters are located on deck three.'The computer intoned as a series of blinking arrows began flashing along the wall panel. 'Please follow the arrows.'