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Fic: Alpha Female (Willow/Angel) FRAO/NC17
Title: Alpha Female
Author: snogged
Rating: FRAO/NC-17, forced sexual intercourse
Word count: 2670
Written for: Which Willow Prompt Challenge
Prompt: What if Willow was the one who turned into a hyena (in The Pack)?
Pairing: Willow/Angel, minor Willow/Xander
Timeline: BTVS, Season One, The Pack. Some lines are taken directly from the episode.
Warning: Takes place in Season 1, for the purposes of this story Willow is 16.
Disclaimer: Joss owns them. I don’t.
Summary: Willow discovers the beast within…
A/N: I extend massive thanks to dragonydreams and kallie_kat for creating this community. I would also like to thank okdeanna who offered to beta this for me.
“Xander, come look at this!” Willow ran over to her childhood friend and grabbed him by the arm, dragging him towards the zebra habitat.
Xander frowned slightly. “This better be good, Will. Those polar bears were going to do something. I swore I saw the one move an inch and if I miss out on some quality polar bear action, you’re going to be in trouble Missy.”
Willow rolled her eyes and pointed at two zebras in the back corner of the cage who were very much engaged in a mating ritual.
Xander’s eyes bulged and his jaw dropped to his ankles. “Holy zebra action!” He tilted his head, testing out a different angle. “Yup, they’re doing it like they do on the Discovery Channel.”
Willow grinned, and lightly smacked his arm. “Xander, this is an educational experience not a porno fest.”
“Ah, Willow, I see you still don’t understand the concept of the field trip. The field trip implies that no educational experience is required. School is merely a distant memory that is no longer binding us in its diabolical clutches. There will be no tests, no pop quizzes. On field trip day, you can be free. So be free, Willow. Spread those little wings of yours and fly into the world of Xander to experience life to its fullest.”
Willow laughed half-heartedly, feeling heat rising in her cheeks. If only he meant it the way she wanted him to. “Let’s go find Buffy.”
“To the Buffster we go!” Xander pointed in a forward direction and the two friends started walking towards the elephants, which is where they had planned to meet up in case of separation.
They found Buffy in front of the elephant plaque, and enthusiastically described the zebra mating. Then, they headed off towards the Hyena House. Willow had mentioned that the Hyena House had recently acquired several new hyenas from Africa, and she was eager to observe their behavior up close.
When they arrived at the Hyena House, they saw yellow tape barricading the front gate, and the Terrible Four-Kyle, Rhonda, Tor, and Heidi-were leading a very nervous Lance down the walkway.
“What are Kyle and his buds doing with Lance?” Willow asked, an expression of concern crossing her face.
“Oh, playing with him as a cat plays with a mouse.” Xander answered.
“Yeah, well, I’d better extract Lance before…” Buffy stepped forward, but Willow stuck out her hand.
“No…I…I’ll go. I may be Queen of the Nerd Squad, but Kyle owes me from that time I wrote his report on Shakespeare for English class.” Willow ducked under the tape and started towards the hyena house.
“Willow, wait. Those guys are tough. And you’re…” Xander glanced at Willow nervously, and then looked at Buffy.
“I’m what, Xander?” Willow asked, arching an eyebrow. She was feeling oddly brave at the moment, and it would be so typical of him to take that away from her.
Xander shook his head. “Nothing.”
“Yell if you need backup, ok, Willow?” Buffy said, watching her friend disappear down the path.
Willow entered the house, feeling like her stomach had been tied into several large knots. Was she really willing to stand up to these guys? Kyle didn’t pick on her so much, but the others did. She only hoped that it was Kyle’s vote that would matter since he was the ringleader anyways.
Willow took a deep breath and dug her shoes into the floor. “Stop picking on him.”
Kyle released his grip on Lance and looked over at Willow. “What you going to do Rosenberg? Lecture me to death?”
The other three laughed.
Willow struggled to maintain her resolve face. “I’m not going to lecture you, just remind you, Kyle. I can’t say I’d be responsible if your next report happened to be on…” She was interrupted by low growl from the hyena cage; and she jumped slightly. The hyena’s eyes flashed green, and Willow felt a strange pulse run through her. It felt primal, animalistic even. She sniffed the air; and her eyes flashed green. Something new was brewing in the air, and she couldn’t wait to devour it whole.
******
Willow entered the Bronze, and inhaled deeply through her nose. The bar reeked of sweat and perfumes, but it was an appealing smell nevertheless. She walked towards the table where Xander and Buffy were sitting and felt like she owned the place, eyeing up several boys with a hungry look.
Buffy’s jaw dropped slightly as Willow approached the table. “Will, you’re making with the trendy and the hot! What’s the occasion?”
The outfit in question was a pair of black mini-skirt and a sleek red tank-top that Willow’s mother had purchased in a pathetic attempt to convince her daughter that she was cool. It was definitely not the ensemble that anyone who actually knew Willow would ever see her wearing.
Willow shrugged. “It’s just an outfit Buffy.” She sniffed the air. “God, I’m starving.” She reached for Buffy’s croissant and shoved a chunk in her mouth. A look of disgust crossed her features. “What is this crap? I need real food.”
Xander glanced at his friend. “I was about to go get an onion peel. You can eat some of that if you want. No grabbing necessary.”
Willow rolled her eyes. “Sorry, I just feel kinda off I guess. You still want to study geometry with me tomorrow?”
“Not really. But you’re my goddess of smarts and you will teach me your mysterious ways.” Xander cracked a smile, hoping it would help her feel better.
Willow leaned over and sniffed Xander’s shoulder. “You smell musky.”
Xander gave her a strange look, but shrugged it off. “I did rock the Calvin Klein tonight.”
“It smells good,” Willow replied, scanning the bar.
Buffy arched her eyebrow. “And the weird behavior award goes to…”
Willow’s gaze locked on the door as Kyle, Tor, Rhonda, and Heidi walked in. Willow glared at Rhonda and Heidi, and then locked eyes with Kyle. Kyle flashed a wolfish grin, and Willow rolled her eyes.
“I need to get out of here,” Willow replied suddenly, quickly leaving the Bronze.
“Be careful, Will!” Buffy shouted after her. She looked at Xander, worry creasing the lines of her face. “You think she’ll be okay?”
“Of course she will, Buffy. She’s Willow.” The words left Xander’s mouth, but he wasn’t even sure that he believed them.
******
Willow entered the alleyway feeling starved. She felt a presence behind her, and inhaled deeply, finding no scent on the air.
“I don’t have a scent.”
Willow turned around to see the mysteriously dark eye candy that Buffy had been crushing on for the last few months. “Angel, right?”
“Yeah,” the man replied.
“It’s been my understanding that all humans have a scent, regardless of whether or not they take showers five times a day. So what’s your secret?” Willow took a step closer to him. His presence was intoxicating. She wanted to take him, make him hers. He was more alpha male than Kyle would ever be.
“No secret. You shouldn’t be out here alone, Willow.”
Willow reached for the lapels of Angel’s white shirt and ran her tongue across her bottom lip. “Big, strong man like you gonna take care of me? Or are you just gonna bore me with information?”
Angel looked at her with deep concern in his eyes. This was not the Willow he was used to seeing, even if he only had interacted with her by looking at her from across the Bronze.
“Willow, I think there’s something wrong with you. We need to get you to Giles.”
Willow frowned, and pushed Angel roughly against the alley wall. “No. You get to play by my rules. Or would you rather be with Buffy?” She ran her tongue across the expanse of her cheek, and Angel felt his body twitch. “Little short blonde girls make you writhe in all the right places? Is that what you want Angel? Some little girl that will writhe for you?”
“Willow, we need to get you to Giles. He’ll know what to do.”
“Do you know how long I’ve been pushed off to the side, Angel? Ignored by all the boys while little tramps like Buffy get their pick from the prize bowl? Xander doesn’t even notice that I’ve been pining away this whole time. Well, guess what, it’s my turn to pick the prize, and I pick you.”
She pressed her pelvis against his, and pressed her lips against his, demanding that he submit to her will.
Angel struggled to pull her off of him, but she was strong, stronger than Buffy even, maybe even stronger than he was.
“Willow, please. Don’t do this.”
Willow ignored his request, and reached for the zipper of his jeans. A noticeable bulge had grown there, and Willow grinned. “Looks like someone wants to play.”
The button popped open and Willow wrapped her hands around his member, yanking on it roughly.
Angel groaned, and pressed his back against the brick wall. If this girl knew anything about his demon, she would be regretting this right now. But she didn’t know. She couldn’t know. None of them were ready to know yet.
“I think it’s time I claim my prize.”
Willow wrapped her arms around his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist. Angel reached his hands around to cup her ass and give her support. He felt his cock pierce her hymen, and the scent of virginal blood drifted peacefully into his nostrils. Willow bounced up and down on his member, her eyes rolling back into her skull, driven only by the lust she felt.
A moan and a shudder left her body, and she collapsed against him. Angel stared into her green eyes, and sighed heavily. He felt overcome with the guilt of allowing her to do this. He needed to get her to Giles. It was the only way that Willow would return to her normal self and they could forget this whole thing ever happened.
******
Angel slipped into the darkened school library, cradling Willow in his arms. Thankfully, a beam of light still flickered from inside the librarian’s office.
“Giles,” Angel said softly. “It’s Willow.”
Giles emerged from his office, and stared dumbfounded at Angel. “What happened?”
Suddenly, the library doors burst open and Buffy and Xander rushed in.
“Giles, I’m worried about Willow,” Buffy said. She turned slightly and saw Angel standing there with Willow in his arms. “Angel, what are you doing? Why is Willow-? Oh my god, what happened? Is she okay? Is she hurt? Was it a vampire?” She reached for her stake. “So help me, I will track down whoever did this to her.”
Angel frowned. “Willow’s fine, Buffy. She’s just not herself. I think it may be demonic possession.”
Xander gulped nervously. “Willow’s a demon?”
“No Xander, she may be possessed by one,” Giles corrected. “What makes you think that?”
“Well, she’s been hanging out the Gruesome Foursome ever since we got back from the zoo,” Buffy said. “And she smells people a lot. And she was totally dressed like me at the Bronze tonight. And she ate my croissant without even asking, which is so not Willow behavior.”
Giles shook his head and frowned. “Willow’s a smart girl. I’m certain she’s just experiencing some normal, rebellious transitions.”
“She attacked me,” Angel replied.
“Willow attacked you?” Xander couldn’t hide his grin. He didn’t exactly like Buffy’s new mysterious guy.
“Xander, this is serious,” Buffy said. “Willow attacked you?” She looked at Angel with concern in her voice.
“She didn’t hurt me, but she was definitely under the influence of something that isn’t her.”
“The zoo, you said?” Giles disappeared into his office and returned with a small stack of books. “I’ve read about this sect called the Primals. They believe the animal state is holy. That the human spirit is diluted. It’s all very fascinating really. Now where were you at the zoo?”
Buffy snapped her fingers, shifting into Slayer mode. “Oh, the hyena house. Willow went in to talk to Kyle and there was this zookeeper who stopped me and Xander from going in. Maybe we could talk to the zookeeper.”
Willow’s eyes flashed open, and she struggled to free herself from Angel’s arms. Angel let her go, and she dropped to her feet, glaring at the group in front of her before running off down the hallway.
“Buffy, if she is possessed, she is likely off to find the rest of the pack.”
Buffy glanced at Angel. “I’m on it. Go find the zookeeper guy maybe he knows something we don’t.”
******
Willow found the rest of her pack mates circling a car with three very scared looking people. Kyle grinned at the sight of her, and signaled for her to come and join them.
Willow lunged for the car, her fist breaking through the glass of the backseat. The young boy struggled to get away from her, his face pale, and his whole body was shaking. Willow inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet smell of his fear.
“It’s okay, sweetie. Mommy just wants a little taste.”
A swift kick to her gut sent Willow flying backwards. “Mommy’s not getting a taste tonight, Will. You wanna play with the big guns, have a round with me.”
Willow growled low in her throat, and Buffy took off in a sprint. Willow and the rest of them took off after her.
They reached the front of the Hyena House, and Buffy barged in, not expecting to find the zookeeper holding a knife to Xander’s throat.
“It’s a trap!” Xander squeaked.
The zookeeper began to chant, and Willow felt the primal force drain from her.
“Xander!” she screamed, running head first into the zookeeper, and knocking Xander from his arms. She pressed her palm against the back of Xander’s hand, not even caring to look up at the fight going on between Buffy and the zookeeper.
“Are you okay?” Willow asked quietly.
Xander smiled. “I’ve been in worse situations. Remember the preying mantis lady?”
Willow laughed half-heartedly and embraced her childhood friend.
******
Willow crawled into her bed that night, eager to forget what had happened. But the forgetting wouldn’t come that easily. She had slept with Angel. Instead of losing her virginity to Xander like she’d always wanted, she had brutally screwed the lights out of her best friend’s crush.
A dark shadow moved passed her window, and Willow hesitantly rose from her bed and stepped towards the window.
Angel stood there on the other side looking all kinds of sexy, mysterious, and broody.
Willow opened the French doors, and her cheeks instantly burned bright red.
“Willow, we need to talk about what happened. What we did. We-”
“Yeah, I get it. Let’s just sweep it under the rug. Forget it ever happened,” Willow said, sarcasm dripping from her voice and tears stinging her cheeks.
Angel wanted to reach for her arm, but there was still a barrier between them that prevented it.
“No, Willow. I’m not going to forget this. Or push it under the rug. Let me in, Willow.”
Willow turned from the door and moved towards her bed. “Fine, come in.”
Angel crossed the barrier, and pulled her into his arms. “I know you were possessed and I know you think I’m that guy who only goes for girls like Buffy. But I’m not, Willow. You’ve awakened something inside of me that I thought had died years ago.”
Willow turned back towards him, and found herself wrapped in his embrace. “Angel, I-”
Angel bent down and kissed her softly on the lips. Willow snuggled deeper into his arms. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea in the world, and there was a good chance Buffy would be seriously pissed. But for the first time in her life, she didn’t care what other people thought. And she also felt that maybe demonic possession wasn’t so bad after all.
*FIN*
*Winner Best PWP at the SOGA Awards
*Winner Best Het at RWSA Awards (Round 2)
Author: snogged
Rating: FRAO/NC-17, forced sexual intercourse
Word count: 2670
Written for: Which Willow Prompt Challenge
Prompt: What if Willow was the one who turned into a hyena (in The Pack)?
Pairing: Willow/Angel, minor Willow/Xander
Timeline: BTVS, Season One, The Pack. Some lines are taken directly from the episode.
Warning: Takes place in Season 1, for the purposes of this story Willow is 16.
Disclaimer: Joss owns them. I don’t.
Summary: Willow discovers the beast within…
A/N: I extend massive thanks to dragonydreams and kallie_kat for creating this community. I would also like to thank okdeanna who offered to beta this for me.
“Xander, come look at this!” Willow ran over to her childhood friend and grabbed him by the arm, dragging him towards the zebra habitat.
Xander frowned slightly. “This better be good, Will. Those polar bears were going to do something. I swore I saw the one move an inch and if I miss out on some quality polar bear action, you’re going to be in trouble Missy.”
Willow rolled her eyes and pointed at two zebras in the back corner of the cage who were very much engaged in a mating ritual.
Xander’s eyes bulged and his jaw dropped to his ankles. “Holy zebra action!” He tilted his head, testing out a different angle. “Yup, they’re doing it like they do on the Discovery Channel.”
Willow grinned, and lightly smacked his arm. “Xander, this is an educational experience not a porno fest.”
“Ah, Willow, I see you still don’t understand the concept of the field trip. The field trip implies that no educational experience is required. School is merely a distant memory that is no longer binding us in its diabolical clutches. There will be no tests, no pop quizzes. On field trip day, you can be free. So be free, Willow. Spread those little wings of yours and fly into the world of Xander to experience life to its fullest.”
Willow laughed half-heartedly, feeling heat rising in her cheeks. If only he meant it the way she wanted him to. “Let’s go find Buffy.”
“To the Buffster we go!” Xander pointed in a forward direction and the two friends started walking towards the elephants, which is where they had planned to meet up in case of separation.
They found Buffy in front of the elephant plaque, and enthusiastically described the zebra mating. Then, they headed off towards the Hyena House. Willow had mentioned that the Hyena House had recently acquired several new hyenas from Africa, and she was eager to observe their behavior up close.
When they arrived at the Hyena House, they saw yellow tape barricading the front gate, and the Terrible Four-Kyle, Rhonda, Tor, and Heidi-were leading a very nervous Lance down the walkway.
“What are Kyle and his buds doing with Lance?” Willow asked, an expression of concern crossing her face.
“Oh, playing with him as a cat plays with a mouse.” Xander answered.
“Yeah, well, I’d better extract Lance before…” Buffy stepped forward, but Willow stuck out her hand.
“No…I…I’ll go. I may be Queen of the Nerd Squad, but Kyle owes me from that time I wrote his report on Shakespeare for English class.” Willow ducked under the tape and started towards the hyena house.
“Willow, wait. Those guys are tough. And you’re…” Xander glanced at Willow nervously, and then looked at Buffy.
“I’m what, Xander?” Willow asked, arching an eyebrow. She was feeling oddly brave at the moment, and it would be so typical of him to take that away from her.
Xander shook his head. “Nothing.”
“Yell if you need backup, ok, Willow?” Buffy said, watching her friend disappear down the path.
Willow entered the house, feeling like her stomach had been tied into several large knots. Was she really willing to stand up to these guys? Kyle didn’t pick on her so much, but the others did. She only hoped that it was Kyle’s vote that would matter since he was the ringleader anyways.
Willow took a deep breath and dug her shoes into the floor. “Stop picking on him.”
Kyle released his grip on Lance and looked over at Willow. “What you going to do Rosenberg? Lecture me to death?”
The other three laughed.
Willow struggled to maintain her resolve face. “I’m not going to lecture you, just remind you, Kyle. I can’t say I’d be responsible if your next report happened to be on…” She was interrupted by low growl from the hyena cage; and she jumped slightly. The hyena’s eyes flashed green, and Willow felt a strange pulse run through her. It felt primal, animalistic even. She sniffed the air; and her eyes flashed green. Something new was brewing in the air, and she couldn’t wait to devour it whole.
******
Willow entered the Bronze, and inhaled deeply through her nose. The bar reeked of sweat and perfumes, but it was an appealing smell nevertheless. She walked towards the table where Xander and Buffy were sitting and felt like she owned the place, eyeing up several boys with a hungry look.
Buffy’s jaw dropped slightly as Willow approached the table. “Will, you’re making with the trendy and the hot! What’s the occasion?”
The outfit in question was a pair of black mini-skirt and a sleek red tank-top that Willow’s mother had purchased in a pathetic attempt to convince her daughter that she was cool. It was definitely not the ensemble that anyone who actually knew Willow would ever see her wearing.
Willow shrugged. “It’s just an outfit Buffy.” She sniffed the air. “God, I’m starving.” She reached for Buffy’s croissant and shoved a chunk in her mouth. A look of disgust crossed her features. “What is this crap? I need real food.”
Xander glanced at his friend. “I was about to go get an onion peel. You can eat some of that if you want. No grabbing necessary.”
Willow rolled her eyes. “Sorry, I just feel kinda off I guess. You still want to study geometry with me tomorrow?”
“Not really. But you’re my goddess of smarts and you will teach me your mysterious ways.” Xander cracked a smile, hoping it would help her feel better.
Willow leaned over and sniffed Xander’s shoulder. “You smell musky.”
Xander gave her a strange look, but shrugged it off. “I did rock the Calvin Klein tonight.”
“It smells good,” Willow replied, scanning the bar.
Buffy arched her eyebrow. “And the weird behavior award goes to…”
Willow’s gaze locked on the door as Kyle, Tor, Rhonda, and Heidi walked in. Willow glared at Rhonda and Heidi, and then locked eyes with Kyle. Kyle flashed a wolfish grin, and Willow rolled her eyes.
“I need to get out of here,” Willow replied suddenly, quickly leaving the Bronze.
“Be careful, Will!” Buffy shouted after her. She looked at Xander, worry creasing the lines of her face. “You think she’ll be okay?”
“Of course she will, Buffy. She’s Willow.” The words left Xander’s mouth, but he wasn’t even sure that he believed them.
******
Willow entered the alleyway feeling starved. She felt a presence behind her, and inhaled deeply, finding no scent on the air.
“I don’t have a scent.”
Willow turned around to see the mysteriously dark eye candy that Buffy had been crushing on for the last few months. “Angel, right?”
“Yeah,” the man replied.
“It’s been my understanding that all humans have a scent, regardless of whether or not they take showers five times a day. So what’s your secret?” Willow took a step closer to him. His presence was intoxicating. She wanted to take him, make him hers. He was more alpha male than Kyle would ever be.
“No secret. You shouldn’t be out here alone, Willow.”
Willow reached for the lapels of Angel’s white shirt and ran her tongue across her bottom lip. “Big, strong man like you gonna take care of me? Or are you just gonna bore me with information?”
Angel looked at her with deep concern in his eyes. This was not the Willow he was used to seeing, even if he only had interacted with her by looking at her from across the Bronze.
“Willow, I think there’s something wrong with you. We need to get you to Giles.”
Willow frowned, and pushed Angel roughly against the alley wall. “No. You get to play by my rules. Or would you rather be with Buffy?” She ran her tongue across the expanse of her cheek, and Angel felt his body twitch. “Little short blonde girls make you writhe in all the right places? Is that what you want Angel? Some little girl that will writhe for you?”
“Willow, we need to get you to Giles. He’ll know what to do.”
“Do you know how long I’ve been pushed off to the side, Angel? Ignored by all the boys while little tramps like Buffy get their pick from the prize bowl? Xander doesn’t even notice that I’ve been pining away this whole time. Well, guess what, it’s my turn to pick the prize, and I pick you.”
She pressed her pelvis against his, and pressed her lips against his, demanding that he submit to her will.
Angel struggled to pull her off of him, but she was strong, stronger than Buffy even, maybe even stronger than he was.
“Willow, please. Don’t do this.”
Willow ignored his request, and reached for the zipper of his jeans. A noticeable bulge had grown there, and Willow grinned. “Looks like someone wants to play.”
The button popped open and Willow wrapped her hands around his member, yanking on it roughly.
Angel groaned, and pressed his back against the brick wall. If this girl knew anything about his demon, she would be regretting this right now. But she didn’t know. She couldn’t know. None of them were ready to know yet.
“I think it’s time I claim my prize.”
Willow wrapped her arms around his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist. Angel reached his hands around to cup her ass and give her support. He felt his cock pierce her hymen, and the scent of virginal blood drifted peacefully into his nostrils. Willow bounced up and down on his member, her eyes rolling back into her skull, driven only by the lust she felt.
A moan and a shudder left her body, and she collapsed against him. Angel stared into her green eyes, and sighed heavily. He felt overcome with the guilt of allowing her to do this. He needed to get her to Giles. It was the only way that Willow would return to her normal self and they could forget this whole thing ever happened.
******
Angel slipped into the darkened school library, cradling Willow in his arms. Thankfully, a beam of light still flickered from inside the librarian’s office.
“Giles,” Angel said softly. “It’s Willow.”
Giles emerged from his office, and stared dumbfounded at Angel. “What happened?”
Suddenly, the library doors burst open and Buffy and Xander rushed in.
“Giles, I’m worried about Willow,” Buffy said. She turned slightly and saw Angel standing there with Willow in his arms. “Angel, what are you doing? Why is Willow-? Oh my god, what happened? Is she okay? Is she hurt? Was it a vampire?” She reached for her stake. “So help me, I will track down whoever did this to her.”
Angel frowned. “Willow’s fine, Buffy. She’s just not herself. I think it may be demonic possession.”
Xander gulped nervously. “Willow’s a demon?”
“No Xander, she may be possessed by one,” Giles corrected. “What makes you think that?”
“Well, she’s been hanging out the Gruesome Foursome ever since we got back from the zoo,” Buffy said. “And she smells people a lot. And she was totally dressed like me at the Bronze tonight. And she ate my croissant without even asking, which is so not Willow behavior.”
Giles shook his head and frowned. “Willow’s a smart girl. I’m certain she’s just experiencing some normal, rebellious transitions.”
“She attacked me,” Angel replied.
“Willow attacked you?” Xander couldn’t hide his grin. He didn’t exactly like Buffy’s new mysterious guy.
“Xander, this is serious,” Buffy said. “Willow attacked you?” She looked at Angel with concern in her voice.
“She didn’t hurt me, but she was definitely under the influence of something that isn’t her.”
“The zoo, you said?” Giles disappeared into his office and returned with a small stack of books. “I’ve read about this sect called the Primals. They believe the animal state is holy. That the human spirit is diluted. It’s all very fascinating really. Now where were you at the zoo?”
Buffy snapped her fingers, shifting into Slayer mode. “Oh, the hyena house. Willow went in to talk to Kyle and there was this zookeeper who stopped me and Xander from going in. Maybe we could talk to the zookeeper.”
Willow’s eyes flashed open, and she struggled to free herself from Angel’s arms. Angel let her go, and she dropped to her feet, glaring at the group in front of her before running off down the hallway.
“Buffy, if she is possessed, she is likely off to find the rest of the pack.”
Buffy glanced at Angel. “I’m on it. Go find the zookeeper guy maybe he knows something we don’t.”
******
Willow found the rest of her pack mates circling a car with three very scared looking people. Kyle grinned at the sight of her, and signaled for her to come and join them.
Willow lunged for the car, her fist breaking through the glass of the backseat. The young boy struggled to get away from her, his face pale, and his whole body was shaking. Willow inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet smell of his fear.
“It’s okay, sweetie. Mommy just wants a little taste.”
A swift kick to her gut sent Willow flying backwards. “Mommy’s not getting a taste tonight, Will. You wanna play with the big guns, have a round with me.”
Willow growled low in her throat, and Buffy took off in a sprint. Willow and the rest of them took off after her.
They reached the front of the Hyena House, and Buffy barged in, not expecting to find the zookeeper holding a knife to Xander’s throat.
“It’s a trap!” Xander squeaked.
The zookeeper began to chant, and Willow felt the primal force drain from her.
“Xander!” she screamed, running head first into the zookeeper, and knocking Xander from his arms. She pressed her palm against the back of Xander’s hand, not even caring to look up at the fight going on between Buffy and the zookeeper.
“Are you okay?” Willow asked quietly.
Xander smiled. “I’ve been in worse situations. Remember the preying mantis lady?”
Willow laughed half-heartedly and embraced her childhood friend.
******
Willow crawled into her bed that night, eager to forget what had happened. But the forgetting wouldn’t come that easily. She had slept with Angel. Instead of losing her virginity to Xander like she’d always wanted, she had brutally screwed the lights out of her best friend’s crush.
A dark shadow moved passed her window, and Willow hesitantly rose from her bed and stepped towards the window.
Angel stood there on the other side looking all kinds of sexy, mysterious, and broody.
Willow opened the French doors, and her cheeks instantly burned bright red.
“Willow, we need to talk about what happened. What we did. We-”
“Yeah, I get it. Let’s just sweep it under the rug. Forget it ever happened,” Willow said, sarcasm dripping from her voice and tears stinging her cheeks.
Angel wanted to reach for her arm, but there was still a barrier between them that prevented it.
“No, Willow. I’m not going to forget this. Or push it under the rug. Let me in, Willow.”
Willow turned from the door and moved towards her bed. “Fine, come in.”
Angel crossed the barrier, and pulled her into his arms. “I know you were possessed and I know you think I’m that guy who only goes for girls like Buffy. But I’m not, Willow. You’ve awakened something inside of me that I thought had died years ago.”
Willow turned back towards him, and found herself wrapped in his embrace. “Angel, I-”
Angel bent down and kissed her softly on the lips. Willow snuggled deeper into his arms. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea in the world, and there was a good chance Buffy would be seriously pissed. But for the first time in her life, she didn’t care what other people thought. And she also felt that maybe demonic possession wasn’t so bad after all.
*FIN*
*Winner Best PWP at the SOGA Awards
*Winner Best Het at RWSA Awards (Round 2)
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Gabrielle
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Gabrielle
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*squishes you*
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Hugs!
VB
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:)
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*squishes you*
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glad you liked it dearie :)
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I'm glad you enjoyed my little tale.
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Glad you enjoyed it.
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Tori likes! <3
I love that Willow turned, and that she got something out of it <3
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It was fun to write 'cept for the sex scene but I thought that was necessary.
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It was a lot of fun to write and I'm glad it "hit the spot"
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You deserve those awards for this fic! *hugs you*
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