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alright first off thanks to every who's leaving feedback. i know i'm not getting to indivsual responses by they do mean alot to me. ok just to let you know there's KINK ahead. second attempt at smut, first at kink so we'll see how i do. i'm back up a college so i'll hopefully be able to update quicker so let say atlest every two weeks, sonner if i can. there's only about 2 or 3 more chapters and i promis next chapter things are gonna start making sense. also i changed some chapter names around chapter 3 is now named New Sun Dawning , Chapter 4 is now The Mistress and the Kitten and Family Reunion has been moved to chapter 5. anyways enjoy! PS. Willohand don't worry, i haven't forgotten. things just got bumped a bit.
Previously: “I found them! I found them!” an excited voice cut through the night. Sad blue eyes looked up, searching for the source of the voice. A small ball of greenish light zoomed between two trees to circle around the ghostly see-through figure of a girl. The ball of light zigzagged around before wildly bobbing up and down in front of the girl’s face. “I found them!”
The ghost girl chuckled before holding out her hand. The green ball happily snuggled into the out stretched palm.
“Where did you find them?” the ghost girl asked.
“They’re walking to the dorms. I was zooming through the graveyards cause, hey, Willow and Buffy, best buds ya know? And Buffy being the slayer, hence graveyards. But I wasn’t finding them, not even Buffy out slaying, which now that I think about it, that was kinda weird. But so I’m not finding them right? So I said to myself, ‘Self, where would Willow be at night?’ And Self answered back, ‘With Tara.’ And, and so I went heading for the dorms and sure enough there they are walking hand in hand. They look so happy.” The lightball sighed happily and continued to snuggle contently.
Sad blue eyes softened. “They are happy. Just like we were.” Pain flooded her eyes once more as she looked away.
The little ball of green gently floated up to touch the girl’s check. “Hey, we still are, I love you, that’s never changed and it never will, got me?”
The girl gave a watery smiled and nodded, cupping the light ball to her cheek briefly. “I love you too.”
The little ball moved to again bob excitedly in front of the ghost girl again. “Besides I think they’re the ones! Willow, she’s so totally a vampire, that outfit so, so something she’d never wear when she was alive. But she, she’s not all mean or evil or skanky! Defiantly gay though… anyways, she was nice and all babbling a mile a minute!”
“Something we know only Willow can do huh?” the girl smirked.
The little ball of green would have stuck it’s tongue out, if it had a tongue to stick out. “Cute. ANYWAYS, they were holding hands and stuff, OH, and Tara was all blush-y and hiding behind her hair and shy, so I think we made it in time! And I could sense magick from both of them. Willow’s is darker but not entirely and Tara’s is so pure and natural. She’s only ever done white magick!”
For the first time in a long time the girl felt something other than despair. “Then there’s a chance we might be able to fix this.” She spoke in awe.
The little bobbing light twinkled merrily. “There’s a chance we can finally go home.” It said softly. The two shared a moment of peaceful silence and rarely ever felt sense of hope.
“So where are THEY, anyways.” The light final broke the moment.
The girl sighed and nodded towards the crypt she had been watching. “In there.”
“Doing what?” the green ball of light inquired.
The girl arched an eyebrow and spoke coyly. “What do you think?”
“Oh… OH! Um, oh, ok, yeah.” The little light became lightly tinged with red.
The rest of Chapter 4: The Mistress and the Kitten
“Hmm. Such a good kitten, aren’t you?” A leather clad hand rubbed up and down a pale, bared ass check.
“Yes Mistress.” Kitten groaned. The redhead was tied spread-eagle facedown on a concert slab that was sitting on an angle, her head hanging towards the floor. Her hands and feet were bound by magick, black magick. Her Mistress had the utmost control over her powers and Kitten loved it when she used those powers on her. Already she had been wiped by a cat o’ nine her talented Mistress had conjured. Kitten’s milky white ass was crisscrossed with welts, being a vampire blood did not rush to redden the area, or even to her head. Still the sensation was erotic and Kitten could feel her juices seeping from her to run over her shaved mound and smooth belly. The hard concrete slab rubbed roughly on her puckered nipples, already swollen from Mistress tugging on her nipple rings. Kitten ached to rubbed her throbbing clit, also pierced, on the rough surface but the way she was held prevented the movement.
Mistress was most pleased. Her Kitten had transverse the dimensional rift she had created, found and cleared their crypt of it’s former occupants and created a portal so she herself could entered. Not to mention her obedient redhead had managed to gather much useful information about their counterparts and the slayer circle. But that could wait for later.
“Tell me Kitten, which would you rather have, your release now and be done, or to please me?” She asked, though she knew the answer already.
“I wish to have the honor to please you my Mistress.” Came Kitten’s hoarse response. This was the game they played. She would bring her Mistress to countless climaxes, all the while she would be teased to the brink again and again while being denied her release until her Mistress gave her permission.
Mistress smiled. She ran her gloved fingers, her only clothing besides her knee high spiked boots, down the vampire’s spine, causing her to shiver. “Alright Kitten you may not cum until I tell you.”
With a flip of her wrist the thin redhead found herself turned around on her back, her head still hanging towards the floor. The hard slab was cold on her freshly whipped ass, making her hiss. Kitten had to struggle not to let her demon face come forward. She wasn’t allowed that until she came.
The former blonde slowly eased her dripping cunt within reach of Kitten’s mouth. “Remember, not until I say.” Mistress covered the last few inches, slowly peeling open Kitten’s folds, her tongue reaching to tease her willing redhead.
Kitten meanwhile eagerly began exploring her Mistress’s swollen sex. When her Mistress had taken in her power the magicks turned her hair black, including the wet curls Kitten was darting her tongue through. The redhead nipped at the raven hairs before wiggling her tongue farther in to the source of her Mistress’s fountain. Kitten teased around the wet opening before delving in. Mistress moaned her approval.
“Oh Kitten that feels so good.” Mistress moaned. She lapped all around Kitten sopping cunt, nipping at her folds and circling her clit without ever touching it, or it’s ring.
Her Kitten let out a mewl of frustration, her little nub swollen and ripe for the plucking. But she knew her Mistress would save that for last, for now the game had merely begun. Kitten, however toke the ravened haired woman’s pearl onto her mouth, sucking ferociously. Using the stud in her tongue she ran it over the buddle of nerves.
Mistress bucked, her legs shaking. ‘Oh what a naughty Kitty! She’ll have to pay for that later.’ Not one to be outdone, she pushed three fingers into the redhead’s soaked hole, thrusting slowly and deeply, the scream her Kitten let loose into her own wet folds pushing her over the edge to release.
“Ahhh KITTEN!” Mistress threw her head back and let out a satisfied sigh, finally moving away from the busy mouth.
Her fingers sped up their rhythm until Kitten was thrusting her hips as much as possible and letting keening noises. When she knew her Kitten was on the edge she pulled away. The red haired vampire slumped back against the cold slab, panting in air, only because she knew it pleased her Mistress.
Said Mistress was now walking from one side to the other, studying her like an owl might study a mouse, before swooping down for the kill. Mistress’s hand glowed briefly and Kitten now found herself face up and flat on her back floating in the air. Her limbs were still bound and spread. Kitten felt pressure between her legs and looked down to see a double headed dildo being magickally pushed into her, a harness appearing around her hips to hold the remaining end up.
“Ooooooooh” Kitten groaned out.
Mistress stood with Kitten hovering between her legs. Black eyes twinkled as the dark witch raised Kitten and the dildo head up to her, positioning it to slowly penetrate her. Mistress closed her eyes and hummed as the conjured phallus filled her cunt. The raven haired woman straddled Kitten and began rocking, the dildo fucking them both while the harness rubbed against Kitten’s clit and piercing.
“Oh Kitten you let me ride you so well.” Mistress praised.
“T-t-thank you Mistress. OH, ah, I only wish, to p-please you.” Kitten stammered out.
“Hmmm, oh I’m very pleased.” Mistress purred. She rode the fake cock harder.
Kitten grunted with each thrust. The harness rubbing on her clit was driving her mad with pleasure. Yet she wouldn’t, couldn’t, cum until it was her Mistress’s tongue rubbing her.
With a final thrust Mistress stiffened, her inner muscled grasping at the conjured cock. Sighing she removed herself from the hovering vampire and willed the harness away.
Kitten nearly wept at suddenly being empty, but held in the sob at the last minute. Suddenly the redhead found herself free and on the ground. Obediently she kneeled before her Mistress, even though her entire body shook.
“Hmm Kitten, I’m all wet and it’s all your fault. You’ve made quite a mess. Naughty Kitten.” Mistress ran a gloved hand through her own folds and held her glistening fingers in front of Kitten. A black brow arched over black eyes.
“I’m sorry Mistress. If it pleases you I will clean up after myself.” The red haired vampire hung her head demurely while licking her lips.
“Yes Kitten, I think you should.” Mistress spread her legs to allow the redhead room.
The vampire needed no more prompting as she drove into the dark witch’s cunt, lapping up her cum. Like a good kitten she sucked on each of her mistress’s lower lips. Her studded tongue sought out every drop, cleaning the soft inner thighs and black curls. Finally she worked on licking up ever drop from the pulsing clit and dripping opening.
“Oh Kitten, inside, now! Use your fingers!” Mistress panted.
Kitten obeyed and entered her mistress with two fingers. She slipped easily in and out, finally adding another. Mistress’s gloved hands griped red locks, holding Kitten’s busy mouth in place. The vampire sped up her fingers, thrusting into the dripping opening with enhanced strength, seeking out her Mistress’s g-spot rubbing it ferociously. She took the other woman’s swollen nub into her mouth and rubbed her stud over it while humming into her folds.
“KIIIITTEEEEN!” Mistress howled, her back arched, as her most powerful climax yet ripped though her body. Finally, she slumped forward, holding onto Kitten’s shoulders for support. The redhead gently licked her mistress clean, this time not trying to arouse.
“Good job Kitten, I think you deserve an award, you’ve been such an obedient girl, haven’t you?”
“Y-yes Mistress.” Kitten bowed her head submissively. She was shaking violently now, her muscles tensed and bunched.
A hand gently reached under her chin and lifted her head. Mistress’s black eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. “Lie down Kitten.”
As the redhead did as she was told the softness left obsidian orbs and the predatory look returned. Mistress lean over her pet and kissed her deeply, and hand tugging at the ring in her the vampire’s left nipple. Kitten moaned her hand balling into fist. Mistress made her way do the pale white throat to where her pulse would have been and sunk her blunt teeth in, causing the vampire to arch her back. The Dark witch didn’t loosen up until she broke the skin, a trickle of cold blood oozing from the wound.
“You are mine Kitten.” Mistress growled out before taking the nipple she had been playing with in her mouth, her tongue picking up where her fingers left off, tugging the tiny golden ring.
“Aaahhh! Y-yes m-m-mistress, oh God, I’m yo- oh yours!”
Mistress chuckled before switch to the other nipple for a bit, then she moved down to her kitten’s smooth shaved mound. Gently she ran her gloved hand over it. Kitten gasped, sweat pouring off her body. Unconsciously she spread her legs, showing her Mistress how wet she was.
“Oh Kitten, so wet, so willing.” The raven haired woman tested the weeping opening. “Who does this belong to Kitten?”
“Oh, You Mistress, only you!”
“Hmmm, Yes, and it’s going to take all of me. Do you understand Kitten?”
Kitten gulped her green eyes wide. Surly her Mistress would re-kill her tonight. “Yes Mistress. Please fuck me Mistress.”
“Good Kitten.” Three fingers again plunged their way into the redhead’s depths. Green eyes rolled back in her head before closing. Quickly another finger was added.
“OoohhhhHHH!” Kitten bucked up to meet each thrust, feeling herself become more and more wet, more open to her Mistress.
Finally Mistress slipped her thumb in, watching in fascination as her hand eased in pass knuckles to the wrist, her entire hand now within her loyal Kitten. “Kitten, you’re so soft. Your walls hug my hand, it’s incredible.” Slowly she closed her hand into a fist and began move it back and forth within her Kitten.
The redhead was again making keening noises. Her whole body moving to meet the fist within her. She had never felt so full before, so connected to her Mistress. She could feel an unbelievable pressure rising with in. “Oh, oh M-mistress, Please, oh please!” she begged.
Mistress continued to piston in and out. Finally when she heard her Kitten beg for release, she leaned down to the soaked folds. “Now you may cum Kitten.” She whispered then took the pulsing clit in her mouth and sucking, her tongue twirling it before tugging on the ring.
“MMMIIISSSTTTRRREESSSSSSS!” The redhead screamed her head back, her entire body so tense only the back of her head and heels were touching the ground. Her hands gripped black locks as she came again and again. Every time she was starting to come down her Mistress would tug her clit piercing making her scream and cum again, each one more powerful then the last.. Kitten could feel her demon face come forth and couldn’t stop it, she had lost all control of her body and finally, blissful blackness.
After what felt like an eternity Mistress relented and slowly withdrew her soaked fist. She sat back on her heels licking her hand clean as she watched her Kitten slowly come too and try to move her sex-sated limbs. With a self satisfied smile she lovely lifted her Kitten in her arms and carried her to the musky bed in the corner of the crypt, a gift from the pervious tenets. Gently she laid the spend redhead among the sheets and climbed in next to her, pulling a tattered blanket over them.
There was much to be done, better furniture needed to be found for one thing. The slayer and her circle would have to be dealt with. And a certain blonde needed to be killed. As for the redhead, two kitties could be fun, Mistress mused for a moment before discarding the idea. She belonged to her Kitten as much as the redhead belonged to her, though she would never tell her so.
The redhead in question purred beside her, snuggling up to her warmth. Mistress smiled as her eyes again softened. No, she would never tell her, but she didn’t need too.
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“And then he was trapped in the robot. Oh and I hit him with a fire extinguisher! ” Willow excitedly explained as she followed Tara up the stairway. Around midnight they finally got dress and made their way back to the city and civilization. Willow filled the time telling Tara about some of her adventures when she was alive, Rose periodically butting in to add her own two cents worth, something that annoyed Willow to no end but which the blonde found extremely funny.
The two new lovers had to keep some contact and held hands the whole way back. Now as they stood in front of Tara’s door, Willow sadly let go. The blonde unlocked and opened her door, stepping through and turning to see Willow standing forlornly in the hallway.
“W-what’s the matter?”
“I, ah, can’t come in until you invite me, us, in. I mean it’s a vampire thing, but I’d understand if you didn’t want a vampire to be able to enter your room at will and everything. I mean the only reason the others let Spike is because he’s all neutered with the chip, but …”
She was silenced by a warm finger against her cool lips. During her mini babble Tara had re-entered the hallway. Willow looked up with her big green eyes and Tara’s heart melted. The blonde took pale hands in her own. “Willow…and Rose,” She added with a smirk. “I invite you in.” She re-entered her room pulling the vampire with her.
Willow shifted her glance from Tara to the door behind her then finally to her own two feet, well inside Tara’s room. “Wow.” Was all she could say before a huge smile broke out on her face. She picked Tara up in a big hug and spun her in a circle.
The blonde let out a laugh as she was spun. When her feet were back on the ground she kept her arms around the thin redhead’s neck. “What was that for?” she asked as she matched Willow’s smile.
“An invite. Our first invite!” Willow pause and continued more seriously. “Our most important invite.” She closed the distant between them and kissed Tara lovingly. The blonde smiled into the kiss and returned it pouring in as much love as she could. The moment was broke when a low growl filled the room.
Willow spun around trying to find the culprit. Unable to sense any threat to looked to the blonde who stood holding her stomach while a red blush crept up her face.
“Umm. I kinda haven’t eaten all day.” Tara said sheepishly.
“Oh my God! I totally forgot! Human Willow, Alive Human. Food needed at lest three times a day! Jesus! It’s been like over 24 hours! You have to be starving! I, I could get you something. Um what’s open at midnight, um, um….”
Tara did the only thing she could to stop Willow babble. She kissed her.
“Hmmm. Ah, what was I saying?”
“Food. But it’s ok. I’ve gone a day b-before without eating. I just need to eat n-now, ok? I-it’s not a big deal, ok?” Actually she had often been forced to miss a meal or three, when her momma got sick or her dad had locked her in her room and lied to her momma about why. And once Momma was gone Tara had to cook for her brother and father but was never allowed to eat with them, if at all. No, hunger was nothing new to the shy witch, even now she sometimes forgot to eat just from habit alone.
Willow looked at her skeptically but let the subject drop. ‘She stuttered. Around us she’s only been stuttering when she’s nervous, there’s something more going on there. Yeah, and have you noticed she hasn’t talked about her family either? Not once. Yep, we’re going to have to look into that. Agreed.’ “Ok, do you want me to go pick something up?”
“Um, no, I have a salad in my fridge, but, ah, you could close the door.” Tara pointed to the door that was still open.
The vampire would have blushed if she could. “Oosp!” The redhead did as she was asked while Tara removed a pre-made salad she had fixed yesterday for lunch today. The blonde sat on her bed and motioned for Willow to join her.
The vampire sat cross-legged facing Tara, watching in fascination the forkfuls of salad disappear pass the blonde’s lips.
Tara soon growing self-conscious asked. “Um do you want some?”
Willow smiled sadly. “I could but it’d be for show only.”
“What do you mean?” The blonde asked, tilting her head slightly.
“Well. We, I mean vampires in general, need blood, human blood, that part you know. And though we can survive on animal blood, we can’t grow in strength or power or heal from wounds unless it’s human blood. That part I don’t understand myself, why it has to be human…” 'You’re babbling! Answer her question already!' “But anyways! Food and liquids don’t do anything at all. In fact anything we eat just, um, disappears.”
“Disappears?” Now Tara was confused.
Willow scratched her check in an embarrassed gesture. “Um, yeah?”
“Well what, um, don’t you, I, ah, mean, the b-bathr…” Tara tried to find a polite way to ask.
“Nope! Haven’t, ah, gone to the bathroom since, before, well you know. In fact anything that would have been in my stomach, my, ah, last meal, would be long gone by now.” The vampire shrugged.
“Oh.” By now Tara had finished her salad and set aside her dishes to clean in the lounge later. Now she turned to the vampire. “When was the last time you fed?”
Willow was thrown by the question. “Oh, um, a couple of days I guess.”
“And how often do you need to eat?”
This time Rose answered. “Every couple of days. Eventually we’d get even more pale that usual and get weak. Starve enough and were like living skeletons.” Her golden eyes looked questioningly at the blonde. “Why?”
“Um well, it’s just that I kinda need a shower. And, um, I didn’t want you to have to sit here if you needed to eat or something.” Tara shrugged.
“Oh yeah I guess we could go grab a freshmen or two.” Rose smirked. Then shrugged at the blonde’s arched eyebrow. “Oh I’m kidding. Geeze, go shower, will ya. We’ll be here when ya get back.”
Tara gathered her things. “Alright, the water is still hot this time of night, I won’t be long.” The blonde left to walk down the hall. Rose couldn’t help but watch the swagger of her hips as she left.
‘Hmmm. Nice! Tell me about it. We’re incredibly lucky you know. Yeah I’m starting to figure that out. And what’s stranger is I’m starting to get where you’re coming from. She accepts both of us, totally, that’s just…she’s so very special. Hmmm? Oh sorry, remembering earlier. No fair! I didn’t get a chance to… Well I’m not sure she’d…I mean do you think…? Only one way to find out. If she says no… I stop, I know. Ok. Ok? Ok. Just like that? If Tara can trust you then I guess it’s time I do too. Oh, ok. Well, now that that’s settled, I wonder if she could use our help washing her back and, other, areas.’
Rose smirked and stood, making her way down the hall and towards the showers.
TBC...
~Bug
"They kill mice." - Tara
"You've been sporked by the Midnight Sporker!" - Me
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