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snoggedTitle: Recruited (sequel to Recruiting Mission )
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of "Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog” or “Buffy the Vampire Slayer.” Please don't sue
Rating/Warning: FRAO/NC-17; rape/non-con, hurt/comfort, character death
Pairing: Dr. Horrible/Willow Rosenberg, implied Willow/Tara
Word Count: 446
Summary: Willow gets recruited to the ELE. Setting Season 6 of BtVS.
Beta: None. Please let me know if you spot spelling and/or grammar errors.
A/N: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
idioticonion who deserved a sequel to the drabble I wrote her. And for rockstarpeach.
The washing machine thrummed underneath her, the whirling motor and tumbling clothes drowning out the sounds of her cries and screams. She hates this, hates how he feels inside her. He’s tearing through her insides with his force and desire and it hurts. Makes her feel dirty, makes her feel wrong.
Why did she let him inside? Why had she fallen for that sweet smile and warm eyes? She had spent enough time on the Hellmouth to know that a charming exchange of dialogue was not enough to warrant an invitation. But he looked like a poor fan boy who had gotten lost on the way to a science fiction convention and it was easy to ignore the evil in his eyes. It was also easy to ignore the evil when she knew that Tara was upstairs waiting for her. Waiting to wrap her in a blanket of warmth and wonderfulness.
“Willow,” he panted, pushing his cock deeper inside of her, burying himself to the hilt. “I need you to know, need you to see.”
“Stop,” Willow whimpered, her fingers settling on his shoulders. Even though she was trapped in the basement with a monster who was raping her, her default setting was compassion. “We don’t need to do this for me to see. What do I need to see?”
The man sniffled, salty tears stinging his eyes. It was clear that he hadn’t meant to hurt her like this. “Need you to see me. Need you to love me. Need you to come with me.”
“I…I don’t understand.” Willow’s brow furrowed in confusion and her lips twitched.
“Need you to be evil like me,” the man replied, wrapping his arms around her waist and letting his body sag against her. “They said so.”
“But I’m not evil. I’m one of the good guys. And you can be one too.” Her voice was soft and her fingers stroked the ends of his hair. “I can help you find redemption.”
“No!” The man shouted, extremely distraught by the situation. “You have to be. They said you would be. I need you to be.”
That’s when she heard the gun shots. They ripped through her ears, gripping her in a white hot intensity.
“Tara.”
She could feel the name die on her lips as the gentle thud of a body hit the floor above her. She couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. Her whole world was shattering into a zillion pieces and the only thing that felt real was the mad scientist who could give her everything she ever…could give her what she…
Her eyes darkened and Dr. Horrible flinched as a surge of power electrified the room. “I’m in.”
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of "Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog” or “Buffy the Vampire Slayer.” Please don't sue
Rating/Warning: FRAO/NC-17; rape/non-con, hurt/comfort, character death
Pairing: Dr. Horrible/Willow Rosenberg, implied Willow/Tara
Word Count: 446
Summary: Willow gets recruited to the ELE. Setting Season 6 of BtVS.
Beta: None. Please let me know if you spot spelling and/or grammar errors.
A/N: For
idioticonion who deserved a sequel to the drabble I wrote her. And for rockstarpeach.The washing machine thrummed underneath her, the whirling motor and tumbling clothes drowning out the sounds of her cries and screams. She hates this, hates how he feels inside her. He’s tearing through her insides with his force and desire and it hurts. Makes her feel dirty, makes her feel wrong.
Why did she let him inside? Why had she fallen for that sweet smile and warm eyes? She had spent enough time on the Hellmouth to know that a charming exchange of dialogue was not enough to warrant an invitation. But he looked like a poor fan boy who had gotten lost on the way to a science fiction convention and it was easy to ignore the evil in his eyes. It was also easy to ignore the evil when she knew that Tara was upstairs waiting for her. Waiting to wrap her in a blanket of warmth and wonderfulness.
“Willow,” he panted, pushing his cock deeper inside of her, burying himself to the hilt. “I need you to know, need you to see.”
“Stop,” Willow whimpered, her fingers settling on his shoulders. Even though she was trapped in the basement with a monster who was raping her, her default setting was compassion. “We don’t need to do this for me to see. What do I need to see?”
The man sniffled, salty tears stinging his eyes. It was clear that he hadn’t meant to hurt her like this. “Need you to see me. Need you to love me. Need you to come with me.”
“I…I don’t understand.” Willow’s brow furrowed in confusion and her lips twitched.
“Need you to be evil like me,” the man replied, wrapping his arms around her waist and letting his body sag against her. “They said so.”
“But I’m not evil. I’m one of the good guys. And you can be one too.” Her voice was soft and her fingers stroked the ends of his hair. “I can help you find redemption.”
“No!” The man shouted, extremely distraught by the situation. “You have to be. They said you would be. I need you to be.”
That’s when she heard the gun shots. They ripped through her ears, gripping her in a white hot intensity.
“Tara.”
She could feel the name die on her lips as the gentle thud of a body hit the floor above her. She couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. Her whole world was shattering into a zillion pieces and the only thing that felt real was the mad scientist who could give her everything she ever…could give her what she…
Her eyes darkened and Dr. Horrible flinched as a surge of power electrified the room. “I’m in.”