Kinda Gay
BuffySmut by Guess who?
Disclaimer: Grr. Argh. (yipeyipeyipeyipe) Don’t sue.
Summary: Someone at UCSL said something about Willow and Evil Bad Vampire Willow getting it on. This is my take. (w/w slash)
Rating:why, NC-17, of course
“She’s, um....well, I think she’s kinda gay!”
--Willow, about Vampire Willow
“Wanna be bad?”
Willow shuddered when her vampire twin licked the inside of her neck. The tongue was cold, moist...deft. It trailed up her white skin and buried itself in her ear. Her pulse quickened, and she barely stifled a whimper when the vampire’s lips furrowed her earlobe.
“You do want to be bad,” vampire Willow purred approvingly when she sensed the other girl’s heart rate. “How bad do you want to be, little girl?” Spinning her human counterpart around in her arms, she crushed the girl to her chest with one arm, and snaked another under her fuzzy sweater to handle one breast. “This bad?”
Willow sighed weakly. This was just creepy...she was letting this vampire touch her...grope her, really. This vampire who really was her, from another dimension or whatever, was trying to get under her skirt.
And, Goddess, she was liking it!
Vampire Willow grasped the hem of Willow’s sweater and tugged it off over her head. She smiled absently at the bared flesh of the human’s stomach and reached out a cold hand to caress it, saying, “So pretty. I’m pretty, too. I’ll always be pretty.”
Willow reared back against the counter, peering at the vampiress closely. The resemblance was remarkable -- if you didn’t count the whole vampire thing. The redhead leaned forward, quickly pressing her lips to the other’s.
Vampire Willow opened Willow’s lips with her nimble tongue, sliding one along the other, slowly, gently. Both women became eager for more, the longer they kissed, and eventually the vampire hoisted the human up onto the counter, kneeling in front of her on the floor, her leather garments creaking.
Cold hands reached under cotton, tearing nylon and silk. Cold fingers pried Willow open, slowly sliding into her wet channel, flicking a thumb to her clitoris, jamming the thumb inside as well. Willow moaned and writhed on the wooden counter, barely noticing when the vampire crawled up to join her. “I like you,” the vampire murmured in her ear, before leaning to capture her twin’s mouth with her own.
Willow’s fingers struggled with the leather bodice her counterpart wore, finally managing to tug it down enough to tease the cold hard nipples with her fingertips. The vampire’s tongue was in her ear, her fingers between her legs, and Willow’s head spun, blinding pleasure pounding through her harder, faster, harder, faster, until---
Willow came with a shriek and a shudder, and a few moments later the vampiress said, “Being bad is fun,” before changing into her game face and growling at her. “Now I’ll make you mine.”
The human shrieked again, this time in fear, and scrambled away from the vampire, falling off the counter and behind the desk, landing hard on her back.
“You want to be bad. I’ll make you my bad little girl. The two of us could really do some damage.” Vampire Willow adjusted her bustier and walked around the counter.
THUNK.
She looked down at her stomach, at the tranquilizer dart in it, at the passion and fear flushed teenager holding a tranq rifle, and could think of only one thing to say.
“Bitch.”
The Willow-clone vampiress fell to the ground, and the human Willow stared at her, panting relievedly.
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