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Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Season 6 maybe
Pairings: VW/T
Genre: Alternate Universe
Distribution: Ask first, thanks.
Summary: Vamp Will is holding Tara "hostage", they are hiding out from the Scoobies for the time being, in a lake house outside of Sunnydale. A strange relationship grows between Vamp Willow and Tara. The Scoobies as well as are Tara trying to figure out Vamp Willow's evil scheme. Vamp Willow has assembled a small army of Vamps to do her evil deeds.
WARNING: Light BDSMCHAPTER 9“Rise and shine my darlings!” Willow’s voice ricocheted off the concrete walls of the basement.
Bumpy faces with yellow eyes peered at her from across the floor full of vampire bodies. The minions proceeded to assemble themselves in front of their leader on their knees. The redhead pointed at each vampire as she counted, “eleven, twelve, and thirteen. Hmm, thirteen, that’s an odd and evil number; just like I like it, odd and evil.” Sniggers emitted from around the group.
“Listen up!” Willow shouted to quite her underlings, and then began to lay out her plan. “Frank you take the van you heisted last night and eight of these fledges. Go park outside the Bronze and wait for Ted’s call to attack.” She turned to Ted, “I want you and the other three to go inside, scope out the place, and when it’s most vulnerable call Frank to send in the rest.”
“What if the slayer is there?” Frank whined.
Willow paced back and forth in front of her ‘Task Force.’ “I’ll take care of the slayer; you secure the building and then feed.” She instructed with confidence. Happy sounds rolled across the room this time. “But no blood until then, I want you all good and hungry.” Grumbles quickly replaced the glee.
“Ted did you get the supplies I asked for last night?” She paused in front of him with her leather-clad legs shoulder width apart and hands on her hips.
“Yes ma’am,” he retrieved a paper sack from his sleeping area and handed to his boss, “everything’s in there.” He returned to his position on his knees.
“Good boy,” she patted him on the head. “Now, when you leave here tonight take all your belongings,” she held up a Teddy Bear she kicked from one of the sleeping bags, “the Bronze will be your new den. Understand?”
“Yes ma’am,” they responded in accord.
“Ted, come with me.” Willow exited up the stairs with the vamp trailing. When they entered the kitchen, she gave the slender boy additional orders. “You will take the white car, leave me the black.” She dug into the sack and pulled out three cell phones. “Give one of these to Frank and I’ll have one, call me if there are any problems.”
Ted nodded in agreement to all of her instructions.
“Any questions?”
“No ma’am, but I thought you’d like to know that we saw the slayer last night.”
Her response was keen, “where?”
“At dad’s store, she and her friend’s were snooping,” he replied.
“Perfect, just as I thought. Scoobies are way too predictable for me,” she leaned against the counter grinning evilly. “That will be our new headquarters. The old man probably checked it out today, so they won’t be back.”
Ted marveled at her vision.
“Go, get prepared.” She held up her phone, “you’ve programmed in all our numbers and checked them, correct?”
“Yes ma’am,” he confirmed then hastily retreated to the basement.
Willow pushed from the counter taking the rest of her sack of supplies upstairs.
*
As the sun sat over downtown Sunnydale Spike emerged from the shadows and entered the rear entrance to the Magic Box. He wasn’t too surprised to find Buffy pounding on her punching bag. The slayer kept socking the bag while the vampire took his stance behind it and held it in place. “Preparing for Red?”
She was brief, “yeah.” She threw two punches and a kick.
Spike held steadfast. “It’s going to be a tough kill.”
“I’ve had tough kills before.” She deadpanned never looking at him.
He smirked and replied, “Right. That ponce Angeleus.”
Buffy put down her fists and gave him the attention he wanted, “remind me again why you’re here?”
“To help,” the vampire’s eyebrows rose slightly.
“Ah yes, to help.” She mocked turning to walk across the room. “I don’t think that’s it at all Spike.” She stopped to face him again. “In fact I think you’re here for some fun, or as what we humans call a bloodbath. And…” Her voiced trailed off, she knew he was here to see her also.
“And what love? Don’t be so harsh.” He smiled an evil sexy smile.
Buffy relented, “and me.”
The demon read her wrong and stepped forward to press his body into hers. His arms went around her waist to hold her tightly.
“Let go of me,” Buffy pushed back into his chest but, Spike danced her backwards forcefully into the balance beam both of them coming to a jolting stop. He grabbed her hand and cupped it around his hard manhood. “You want me as much as I want you slayer,” he grumbled through his teeth.
Her eyes closed momentarily and she thought of letting him take her right here, right now. “Get off of me or I’ll stake you.”
“Always a promise love, but you never deliver. How are you going to kill Red when you can’t even kill me?” His words rang dauntingly true.
The blonde girl put both hands on his chest and shoved him into the weapons display on the wall, “Get out!” Spike regained his balance and exited promptly. As soon as the door closed Buffy collapsed over the beam crying, “Oh Willow, how am I going to do this to you?”
*
The redhead reentered the crow’s nest to find her Kitten just like she left her, chained to the bed. Tara was awake and clothed, sitting at the foot of the bed hugging the bedpost. Her head hung in shame; she was still hurting from this recent display of distrust by Willow.
Willow approached and kneeled before her pet, “Is kitten mad?” Tara shook her head slowly side to side. “Is kitten sad?” Tara nodded her head up and down. The vampire cupped her pet’s chin, raising it until they locked eyes. “I’ll make it up to kitten later, okay?” When Tara’s blue eyes met Willow’s green ones, the rest of the world faded away again, “okay,” she peeped.
Willow’s hands ran down Tara’s neck, across her shoulders, and down her arms to the cuffs, “As a matter of fact, you will serve me tonight.” She released the shackles and put Tara’s hands on her knees. Immediately she laid her head in her kitten’s lap.
Tara considerately began to stroke the flamey red hair splayed across her lap. “As you wish, my love.” It was so hard for her to have uneasy feelings towards Willow for very long.
A lengthy period of silence fell between them before Willow’s arms encircled Tara’s waist while raising up and pulling her kitten vehemently closer. The seam of the blonde’s jeans rubbed against her clit when Willow dragged her to the edge of the bed. She took a sharp breath and pressed her breasts into Willow’s. They’re faces were now just inches apart. “I wish for you to cast with me.” Tara’s eyes grew wide. It occurred to Tara then that this Willow would NOT cease until she had experienced every part of her. After thoroughly analyzing her pet’s face, Willow’s thin lips crashed into Tara’s voluptuous ones and ravaged them leaving the blonde breathless when her vampire lover finally pulled away.
The vampire stood and deviously tweaked Tara’s nipples before going to retrieve her brown sack of supplies. Tara was abandoned on the bed with her center on fire holding her own breasts while being subjected to watch Willow’s divine hips sway away from her towards the dresser. The vampire was especially aware of the effect her actions had on her pet, and took much pleasure in keeping her kitten in a heightened state of arousal.
Willow returned to the center of the room and sat Indian style. She patted the floor in front of her signifying to Tara that she should join her there. Hesitant at first, the blonde stood and proceeded gradually forward, stopping short to hover over her capturer.
“Sit kitten, it’ll be just like old times.” Willow coaxed. Tara reluctantly took her place across from the redhead.
The blonde witch began to study the ingredients before her trying to decipher what kind of spell they would be performing. It seemed likely that they would be doing a teleportation spell, but not one to Tara’s specific recollection.
Willow put all the items in place and took Tara’s hands, “this won’t hurt a bit.” Again blind trust engulfed the blonde and she let Willow take the lead. The chanting began softly. The way the vampire enunciated made it clear to the blonde that she would be reiterating each line of the spell after her lover.
Tara closed her eyes and voiced the chant. Her internal vision became hazy and then suddenly bright and clear. She entered the Magic Box and watched Anya cash out a customer. Giles and Xander sat at the table and talked quietly over a text. She walked further in towards the back and found Buffy weeping over her practice equipment. Tara’s face contorted and she wanted to cry, her empathy overwhelmed her. She heard Willow whisper, “Back to the front now kitten.” She returned to stand over Xander, but not of her own free will. Willow was guiding her in this state.
Xander was studying a map of the Lake Sunnydale area.
Giles spoke, however it was muffled, “Buffy, come in here please.”
The slayer came from the back wiping her eyes.
“We’ve hammered out a plan to raid the cabin. Would you like to review with us now?” Her watcher asked.
The blonde found her strength, “Absolutely.”
Tara was moved to the opposite side of the table. Willow allowed the blonde to materialize and then spoke through her, “you don’t listen very well do you slayer?”
Giles and Xander stood and leaped back. Anya brought her attention from the cash register to the vision of Tara.
Confused, Buffy uttered, “Tara?”
The ex-demon started a soft shuffle towards her missing friend.
“I told you not to come.” The words came from Tara but were those of her puppeteer. “Now you’ll see just who is in charge of this town.”
Unafraid, unlike the rest, Anya made her way hurriedly to hug Tara. Her arms embraced empty air as Tara disappeared.
Willow brought her lover back to consciousness softly and sweetly with kisses. “You did good pet.” She held her strongly.
Tara woke and immediately knew her power had been robbed once again. As for her interlude at the Magic Shop she squeezed her eyes back shut to cry and turned her head into the vampire’s bosom. “Why?” She squealed, “Why?”
“There, there pet. I had to see what they were planning.” She patted Tara’s head and rubbed her back. “I must keep us out of danger. I must keep you from being taken from me.”
“But why did you have to let them see me?” Tara whimpered.
The vampire replied, “You’ll understand later pet. When you have evil in you like me.”
Tara shot straight up, “I will never have evil in me.” Her jaw was set.
Willow ran her hand up Tara’s leg swiftly to her center and squeezed the blonde’s mound, “Oh, I beg to differ Kitten, and I think you like the evil when it’s in you.”
TBC