"Yo, where are you?"

Graham snapped out of his memory of the night he met Willow Rosenberg. "Huh? Ri?"

Riley smirked at Buffy, then looked back at Graham. "You were gone, man. I don't know what woman you were thinking about, but you were radiating lust," Riley proclaimed.

"Good look for you," Buffy teased.

Graham blushed a little. "I was just thinking... about this girl I met last year." He sighed and stood up. "She was the best I'd ever been with, and I haven't talked to her since."

"Do you ever see her?" Buffy inquired.

"Around, sometimes, yea."

"Talk to her," Buffy shrugged.

"No." Graham frowned. "She's like, a different person. Almost like she was playing dress up the night I met her. I've watched her, at these parties and such, and I can assure you, she doesn't act like she did that night."

Buffy shrugged. "Maybe she got tired of her same old boring life and decided to play around and seduce a stranger she'd never thought she'd see again."

"No," Graham shook his head. "I've seen the little red head walk around here. She's doesn't seem like the type of girl who would dress in leather and seduce someone in the cemetery."

Buffy studied him. "Red head? What was her name?"

"She went by Red. Either just moved here, or was visiting. She didn't like Sunnydale." Graham shook his head. "She's over there hovering...watching."

"Where is she?" Buffy asked.

Graham looked around. He spotted Willow. "Her. Cute little red head. I think I have seen you around with her."

Riley choked on his beer. "Willow Rosenberg SEDUCED you?" he hissed.

"Leather?" Buffy asked weakly. "Did she mention anything else? Anything odd at all?"

"She was dangerous.... she mentioned her toy," Graham replied.

Buffy gulped. "I'm scared to ask."

"Puppy. Some guy she called Puppy that wasn't eating well." Graham shrugged.

Buffy sighed in relief. Then her eyes narrowed. "That bitch. Excuse me." She stormed off, leaving a dumbstruck Riley and Graham in her wake.

"Will," Buffy said, reaching her best friend. "We gotta talk. Now."

Willow looked up. "Hey, Buffy, where is Riley?"

"Back there, with Graham," Buffy nodded behind her.

Willow peaked around her best friend. "Graham is soooo handsome, Buffy. I wish I could have the nerve to talk to him," she said softly.

"You have more than nerve," Buffy smirked. She dropped her voice. "Apparently, you fucked him in the cemetery."

"WHAT?" Willow shrieked, her face turning red.

"Good old Vampy Will. She met up with him in the cemetery when she came to visit. Screwed him in the cemetery. He said it was the best he ever had."

"Oh, well I will NEVER meet him NOW."

"What?" Buffy asked. "He already wants you, what's wrong?"

Willow laughed. "Yea, like I can compare to her. She's a skanky ho! I've been with Oz. Wait.... she didn't kill him?"

"Nope," Buffy said. "Apparently, he was good. She let him live...I don't even think she bit him. He has no clue she was a vamp...he thinks it was you."

"BUFFY! I can't let him think that I slept with him! I didn't!"

"Yea, I know..." Buffy sighed. "Come on, let's go talk to him."

Willow put on her resolve face and marched over to Graham and Riley, with Buffy in tow. Graham smiled down at the small girl. "Hey, Red." He reached out, touching her arm.

"We gotta talk, Graham."

He raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "My bedroom?" he asked huskily.

"Lead the way," Willow sighed. She glanced back at Buffy and then followed Graham upstairs.

"What was that all about?" Riley asked. "Why did Willow seduce Graham last year?" He looked down at his girlfriend. The Slayer glanced away "Buffy, what aren't you telling me?"

"Itwasn'tWillow,itwasavampirefromanotherdeminsion," Buffy rambled.

"What?" Riley asked.

Buffy sighed frustratingly. "It was a vampire, from another dimension. It was Will if she were a vamp."

"Oh. My. God."

"My point exactly," Buffy said, patting Riley's arm.

*-*-*-*

Willow shut the door and closed her eyes. She took a deep breath and opened them, to be staring into his deep blue ones. She yelped and jumped back, hitting the door. He stepped in, closing the space between them. "Red," he whispered, "how I've longed to touch you..." He reached out, running his fingertips down her arms.

She closed her eyes, almost overwhelmed by the reactions he was causing in her. "Graham," she whispered, "I gotta talk to you first, we really have to talk, this isn't right..."

"But, Red," he whispered into her ear. He lingered, licking the tip of her ear, "it was so right last year...what was it that you said? 'Bored now?' Let's pretend you are bored now..."

A shiver ran through Willow's body. "Graham..." she began to protest.

He captured her lips in a kiss. Willow's world fell away. Oz never made her feel what she felt at that moment in time. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, her need and want as strong as his. It was a good ten minutes before Willow's mind swam through the passion and registered that she was supposed to be talking to Graham. At that moment, when her mind was able to comprehend something other than passion, she gazed up at him, realizing that he was buried deep within her, driving her to brink of ecstasy.

Her mind screamed at the betrayal of her body, begging her to get up and run. She was mortified - she was having sex with someone she'd only JUST met! She blinked up at him and lost herself in the depths of his blue eyes.

She smiled, a mischievous look in her eyes. <Screw this,> Willow thought. <He's GOOD. I'm not walking away. Not Yet.> She pushed on him, rolling him over. She followed with his body and sat up, bracing herself on his chest. "Graham," she purred, moving slowly. "You gotta take your time...enjoy the moment..."

He moaned, clutching her hips tightly. "God, Red..."

She leaned down, her lips inches from his. "Goddess, Graham. I am a goddess, not a god."

He chuckled and thrust up into her. She closed her eyes and cried out. He caught her lips and started a brutal attack on her tongue with his own. The two continued their dance, one having control until the other took it away. They played back and forth for longer than either realized.

As they lay in post-coital bliss, she traced circles on his skin. "Red, I don't know if I can let you go as easily as I did last time," he said.

She looked over at him. "Huh?"

He chuckled. "You were good last year. Really good. You blew me away this time. Whomever you've been with between times has totally done you good."

Willow started to say something, then stopped, frowning. "I was better than her?"

"Yea," Graham said, snuggling to her tiny form. Then his eyes popped open. "Her? Her was you." He looked up at her.

She sat up. "We have SO gotta talk. I was TRYING, but you couldn't keep your hands off me."

He frowned. "Well, god, Red, I'm sorry."

"No, no, it's ok, I...enjoyed it," she said, smiling.

He relaxed. "What is it then? Who was she?"

"Well....has Buffy pointed out Anya?"

"That Xander kid's girl?"

"Yea," Willow said. She took a deep breath. "Anya is an ex-vengeance demon."

"What?" Graham asked, sitting up quickly. "We have to..."

"No," Willow said, pushing him back down. "As much as she annoys me, Anya is my friend, and you aren't experimenting on her."

"E...Experimenting?" he asked.

"Don't worry, your Commando status is safe with me," Willow smiled.

"You...know?"

"I'm best friends with the Slayer, remember? Not much gets past us."

"Ok," Graham sighed in relief. "Anya's an ex demon."

"Anyway, because of her, and a wish that was wished, an alternate dimension was created, and it was where vampires ruled Sunnydale. I had been turned, and I think I was second in command of the city, under the Master himself. she got pulled into our dimension...and apparently...you met her."

Graham paled. "I was...seduced by a vampire?"

"Looks that way," Willow said softly. "I was trying to tell you...but there...I don't know. When you touched me...I felt something.... something I'd never felt before." She sighed.

Graham pulled Willow into his arms. "It's ok. We will deal with it in the morning...let's sleep now...I didn't get to hold you..her last year, and I just wanted to hold you."

She smiled, snuggling up to him. "Thank you."

The two fell into a deep sleep.