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"Come on, Watcher!" Willow called out through the apartment. "Passions is on! Timmy fell down the well! I want to see what happens!"
William looked up at Giles from his laptop. The former Watcher was rubbing his face tiredly. "I wish I could take her, I just don't think the dorms would like for me to have a female in the room with me," William said quietly.
Giles nodded to his charge. "I know, Will. I appreciate the thought. Besides, what would your roommate think?"
Will laughed. "I don't know, he might rather enjoy having a beautiful woman live with us."
Giles raised an eyebrow at the blonde, not knowing that he thought Willow was beautiful. Sure, she had a nice body, and all that long red hair - Giles could understand why Angelus chose her all those many years ago.
"Uh," Will stammered, "I mean, you know, my roommate, he's nothing but a girl magnet, and likes 'em hot. You know he'd think she was. . ." A slow blush settled on his pale features. "Giles!"
Giles chuckled. "Sorry, Will. I do appreciate the thought though."
"Maybe I should go in there? Sit with her?"
Giles' eyebrow rose.
"Well, it's not like she can bite me, now is it? I don't understand why we have to keep her tied up in the tub anyway. I'm sure she's uncomfortable."
"She's a vampire, William."
William stood up. "Yea, maybe so, but still. I'll be in there if you need me." He turned on his heel and walked out, going to the bathroom.
When the door pushed open, Willow stopped her whining, thankful that someone was coming in there to talk to her. She was almost wishing she would have just stayed outside of the apartment, greeting the sun, than to sit chained up in the Watcher's bathtub alone. "Well, hello, pet," she purred as she saw the blonde head peak around the door. Will always intrigued her, with his proficiency in magic, his intelligence, and his lust for knowledge. She also saw a darkness underneath all that shyness, knowing that he would make an awesome vampire.
He blushed slightly. "Hey, Willow," he said softly. "Do. . .you want some company?"
< Please, yes, > she thought. "I don't know, pet. I'd probably prefer the tele. Timmy *has* fallen down the well, after all. . ."
Will's forehead crinkled in confusion. "You don't want company? Fine, I'll go see if I can find you a TV, since that's what you want," he said dejectedly.
"Wait," she exclaimed. "Blondie, it's alright. I wouldn't mind your company." She settled back against the tub, wishing for the hundredth time that day that she were more comfortable.
William glanced around, then locked the bathroom door. Willow's eyebrow went up in question, but he ignored her. He knelt beside the vampire, unlocking the chains holding her down. She smiled at him. "Thank you, pet."
He smiled up at her as she stood and stretched. He looked back down, his eyes locked at her firm stomach. When he'd looked up to smile at her, as she stretched, her shirt slid up and he saw the underside of her perky breasts. He wasn't surprised that she wasn't wearing a bra, but was
completely flustered and embarrassed.
Willow grinned at the human, knowing he was embarrassed. She could hear his heart pick up, could smell the blood that was so close to his skin. . . She licked her lips. She always remembered him to be such a sweet smelling boy. Her mouth watered as she hungered for a small taste, just a sip of the blood that ran beneath his delightfully pale skin.
She reached down, running blood red fingernails through his blonde hair. "William," she purred. She liked this, him kneeling before her. Even though she knew the human wasn't worshipping her, it still gave her a major power trip, something she had lost when she got the chip implanted in her head. "Pet. . ."
He looked up at her, his darkening blue eyes meeting her emerald ones. He stood up, swallowing hard. Closing his eyes, he leaned towards her. She wrapped her hand around the back of his head, pulling him closer. She brushed her lips against his.
She smiled against his lips, hearing his heartbeat pick up. It was racing, all because of this innocent kiss. She pulled away, knowing that if she continued to kiss him she would throw him down in the bathtub and ravage him - not that she didn't want to, but it wasn't time. Not yet.
He smiled slightly, opening his eyes. "Wow," he whispered.
She grinned. She opened her mouth to respond when she was interrupted.
"WILLIAM!"
She rolled her eyes at the sound of the Slayer screeching downstairs. "I hate that chit," she grumbled. "Bloody Slayer. Wish I could have bloody ripped her head off when I had the chance."
A look of hurt passed over William's features before he turned around. "I have to go see what she wants. . ." He glanced around nervously. "If I don't tie you back up, will you promise to stay here? Be a good little vampire?"
Willow growled softly at the idea of being a good vampire. "Bloody hell, wanker. I suppose I will have to." She sat back down in the tub, throwing a leather-clad leg over the side. "But I'm not defending your arse when someone finds out that you untied me."
Blue eyes rolled. "Whatever," William scowled.
"WILLIAM! COME HERE!"
William rolled his eyes again. "I'll be back. I'll try to confiscate a TV for you so you can see Timmy in the well."
Willow crossed her arms, a slight pout on her face. "I just want to see if he makes it out of the bloody well, Blondie."
William stared at her funny, then shook his head. He turned and walked out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
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