Chapter 5

Buffy looked down at the clock on her dashboard. {Man, it's late. I should call them.}Buffy yawned as she got off the highway and pulled into a truck stop. In the convenience store, the slayer bought a Doubleshot and asked the clerk for change for the pay phone. {That's it, when I get back and save the world, I'm getting a damn cell phone.} After dropping the coins into the slot, she dialed her house number and waited for someone to answer.

"Hello?" an unfamiliar voice answered.

"Um, hi. It's Buffy, who's this?" Buffy looked confused for a moment.

"Hi, it's Amanda. I'm new. Hang on, here's Dawn."

Buffy heard the phone being passed and then her sister's voice.

"Hey, Buffy. Where are you?"

"About an hour from home. Who's Amanda, and how's Wills? I mean, did they land?" Buffy tried to sound nonchalant, but her worries shone through.

Dawn chuckled at her sister, "They're here, Willow's fine." Her voice changed to trepidation as she answered the first question, "Oh, and Amanda? Well, it's a funny story, and we'll explain later. Hold on, Willow wants to talk to you." Dawn thrust the phone at Willow.

Willow didn't even notice the girl's agitation. "Hey, Buff. Are you almost home?"

All questions about Amanda fled when Buffy heard Willow's voice. With a smile, she leaned against the phone booth and twirled the steel cord, "Yeah, about another hour. How was your flight?"

"Good. We landed this afternoon. Hurry home, I've got lots to tell you, and I miss you."

"I miss you too, Wills. I'll be home soon."

"Okay. See you later." Willow hung up the phone.

Eagerly, Buffy got back into her jeep. Once out onto the highway again, she turned on the radio. {Oh I love this song. It's so Wills.}

And I ain't gonna lie, 'cause your loving gets me high,
So to keep you by my side, there's nothing that I won't try.

Butterflies in her eyes and the looks to kill.
Time is passing, I'm asking, "Could this be real?"
'Cause I can't sleep, I can't hold still.
The only thing I really know is she got sex appeal--I can feel

Buffy grinned to herself, imagining what would happen when she got home.

Come my lady,
Come, come my lady
You're my butterfly,
Sugar, baby.
Come my lady,
You're my pretty baby,
I'll make your legs shake.
You make me go crazy.

{Oh yeah, you make me go crazy, alright.}

Willow ran upstairs. She lit candles around the bedroom and scattered rose petals on the satin sheets she had put on Buffy's queen size bed earlier. {Just another hour, just another hour...} She chose a CD and put it in the stereo, placing the remote on the bedside table. {This song is so sexy. Just like my slayer.} Willow grinned to herself. After she took a shower, she put on a sexy emerald dress that Faith had told her highlighted her eyes. {I can't just go answer the door like this--but I have to answer it, I've missed her so much--maybe I can have someone else answer the door? But who will answer the door, and how will I explain not wanting to answer the door?} Willow became so lost in her mental babble, she didn't notice the passage of time, or the arrival of a very amused slayer now standing in the doorway.

Buffy pulled off of Revello Drive and into her driveway. As soon as she walked into the house, she called out, "Hey, everybody. Where's Willow?"

"Don't waste much time, do ya, Buff?" Xander asked, walking into the foyer with a smirk.

"Hey Xan, I...I just wanted to...where is she?" Buffy started and stopped a few times, before deciding she would just be persistent, and hope Xander would let it go.

"I missed you, Xander. I'm fine. The drive was okay." Xander said sarcastically, teasing his friend.

"I'm sorry, Xander. I missed you." Buffy gave him a hug. "Now where's Wills?"

Xander laughed. "Persistent much? She's upstairs."

"What? Oh, yeah. Thanks." Buffy started up the stairs. Stopping mid-climb, she turned to Xander, "Hey, did you become telepathic while I was gone?" Buffy looked at him curiously.

Xander shrugged. "Not that I'm aware of." {She can be so strange sometimes. Well, at least I know she loves Willow.} Xander thought to himself as he watched her continue upstairs. He turned and walked away in search of Anya.

Buffy walked up the stairs and down the hallway. Opening the door to Willow's room, she found it empty. Confused, she continued down the hall to the room that had been her mother's, but now was hers. She opened the door quietly and caught her breath when she saw Willow in the middle of the room with her back to the door. The witch was wearing an emerald green silk dress, and was apparently in the middle of a serious mental babble. Buffy smiled and leaned against the frame, watching her for a moment.

Willow frowned. {Alright, I'll have Xander open the door. He won't mind.} Having made her decision, she spun around. Startled, she jumped and yelped. "Eep! Buffy! How'd you get in here? I didn't hear you knock."

Buffy gave her an amused smile, holding up her house keys. "It's my house, remember? I have these metal things that open the door. They're called keys." Buffy tossed them on the dresser, then sucked in a breath when she saw the flower petals and the candles. "Oh my God, Wills. You...?" Buffy trailed off, her eyes getting moist.

Willow babbled, "Yeah, I did. I wanted tonight to be special. I haven't seen you in so long, and well, I mean it seems long. It wasn't really all that long, it was only a couple of weeks, but still, I mean--"

Buffy put her arms around the taller woman's neck and silenced her with a rough kiss that quickly turned more gentle. She pulled back, and looked into Willow's eyes; the green shone bright, reflecting the witch's dress in the candlelight. "I missed you, Wills. I thought about you every day." Buffy was almost whispering, her voice husky.

"I thought about you too, Buff. Do you like it?" Willow motioned with her hand, indicating the arrangement of the room.

"I love it. And I love you." Buffy said, kissing her again.

Willow deepened the kiss and pulled her towards the bed. Sitting on the edge, she pressed play on the stereo remote.

Come my lady,
Come, come my lady
You're my butterfly,
Sugar, baby.

Come my lady,
Come, come my lady
You're my butterfly,
Sugar, baby.

Willow pulled Buffy's shirt off and gasped at the sight of her bra clad breasts, feeling herself blush.

"Oh, no you don't." Buffy breathed. "No blushing allowed tonight. Everything is good, and we'll only go as far as you're ready to go." Buffy gently pushed Willow back onto the satin sheets before lying next to her, "Okay?"

Willow smiled, "Okay." She kissed the slayer, running her hands over Buffy's breasts, then behind her to expertly unhook the blonde's bra. Leaning down, she took one of Buffy's nipples into her mouth, rubbing the other with her hand. She sucked, first gently, then harder, gaining some confidence.

Buffy reached up and pushed gently on the redhead, switching their positions so she could focus on the witch. She pulled the spaghetti strap off Willow's shoulder. She began kissing the witch's shoulder and neck, biting her first softly, then a little more roughly.

"Oh, Buffy." Willow sighed the slayer's name, making it sound heavenly. "This feels so good."

"Mmm...Willow. Ohhh, Red."

Willow's eyes widened, hearing that nickname come out of Buffy's mouth.

Such a sexy, sexy, pretty little thing,
Fierce nipple pierce, you got me sprung with your tongue ring.
And I ain't gonna lie, 'cause your loving gets me high,
So to keep you by my side, there's nothing that I won't try.

Butterflies in her eyes and the looks to kill.
Time is passing, I'm asking, "Could this be real?"
'Cause I can't sleep, I can't hold still.
The only thing I really know is she got sex appeal--I can feel

Buffy slipped her hand under Willow's dress, caressing her breasts and stomach, while looking at the witch with a question in her eyes.

Willow sat up, answering the question with a wry smile. She pulled the dress up over her head, revealing a satin bra and panties almost the exact same shade as Willow's eyes. {Maybe it was my imagination.}

"Oh, Wills, you're so beautiful." Buffy gasped before kissing the witch passionately.

"So are you, Buff." Willow said, pulling away for air.

Too much is never enough.
You're always there to lift me up,
When these times get rough.
I was lost, now I'm found,
Ever since you've been around.
You're the woman that I want,
So yo, I'm putting it down.

Buffy stood and slipped out of her jeans, revealing a trimmed thatch...and nothing more. Buffy's eyelids lowered and she crawled onto the bed next to the redhead. Wrapping her arms around Willow, Buffy kissed a trail from the witch's neck to her bra, then reached behind her to unhook it. Removing the bra, she licked one of the hacker's nipples teasingly, flicking it back and forth. She sucked the nipple into her mouth and rubbed the other one with the palm of her hand.

Willow flipped Buffy onto her back and growled slightly, her eyes flashing with passion. She leaned down and bit lightly on the blonde's neck while sliding her hand downwards, then slipping a finger into the slayer's wetness.

Come my lady,
Come, come my lady
You're my butterfly,
Sugar, baby.
Come my lady,
You're my pretty baby,
I'll make your legs shake.
You make me go crazy

Buffy cried out, surprised, but turned on by Willow's aggression. Feeling her own need rise, The Chosen One arched into the Wicca's hand, endeavoring to push her fingers deeper.

Willow slid one finger easily into the blonde's center, then adding another and thrusting steadily, building a rhythm.

Come my lady,
Come, come my lady
You're my butterfly,
Sugar, baby.
Come my lady,
You're my pretty baby,
I'll make your legs shake.
You make me go crazy.

"Will...ohhhhhh!" Buffy screamed as one wave hit, subsided, and another began to build.

I don't deserve you unless it's
Some kind of hidden message
To show me life is precious,
Then I guess it's true.
But, to tell the truth, I really never knew,
'Til I met you...

See I was lost and confused,
Twisted and used up.
Knew a better life existed
but thought that I missed it.

Buffy scratched her nails down Willow's back, feeling the redhead arch into her. She reached down and pulled at the waist of the Wicca's panties. "Wills?" Buffy asked, looking into her lover's eyes.

Willow nodded. "Yes, Buffy," she said, more a breath than anything.

My lifestyle's wild. I was living like a wild child
Trapped on a short leash, parole and police files.
So, yo, what' s happening now?
I see the sun breaking down into dark clouds
And a vision of you standing out in a crowd.
So.

Willow leaned down, and kissed Buffy passionately, pushing aside the thoughts of Faith that the lyrics had brought to her mind.

Buffy reached up, sliding her hand further into Willow's panties, then rubbing her trimmed patch with the palm of her hand. Slipping a finger between the witch's lips, she gasped at the wetness there and felt her own heart skip a beat. "Oh, Wills, you feel so good."

Come my lady,
Come, come my lady
You're my butterfly,
Sugar, baby.
Come my lady,
You're my pretty baby,
I'll make your legs shake.
You make me go crazy.

Willow gasped as Buffy started rubbing her clit. She responded by speeding up the pace of her thrusts into the slayer's center.

Buffy shook with the intensity of her climax, then flipped them, taking full advantage of slayer strength. She ripped the panties clean off the witch and kissed her red mound. Breathing in her musk, she slipped her tongue between the hacker's lips and flicked at her clit.

Willow felt her body rise up off the bed, arching into the slayer's face. She screamed Buffy's name, rising up to her own peak. "Buuufff...unhhh!" The scream became a moan as Buffy penetrated the witch with her tongue, rubbing her clit with her thumb. Reaching around, Buffy wrapped her arm around the redhead's waist, holding her down on the bed.

Come my lady,
Come, come my lady
You're my butterfly,
Sugar, baby.
Come my lady,
You're my pretty baby,
I'll make your legs shake.
You make me go crazy.

Willow bucked, the waves of her orgasm washing through her. She looked down, and saw Buffy grinning at her.

Buffy crawled back up the bed, gathering the still shaky Willow into her arms.

Hey, sugar momma, come and dance with me.
The smartest thing you ever did was take a chance with me.
Whatever tickles your fancy,
Girl, it's me and you like Sid and Nancy.
So sexy, almost evil. Talkin' 'bout butterflies in my head.
I used to think that happy endings were only in the books I read
But you made me feel alive when I was almost dead.

Buffy gazed at Willow, then leaned down to kiss her. "I love you, Wills."

You filled that empty space with the love I used to chase
And as far as I can see, it don't get better than this.
So Butterfly, here is a song and it's sealed with a kiss.
And a "Thank you miss."

"I love you too, Buffy." Willow said as she drifted off to sleep.

Come and dance with me.
Come and dance with me.
Come and dance with me.
So come and dance with me.
Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Come my lady,
Come, come my lady.
You're my butterfly,
Sugar, baby.
Come my lady,
You're my pretty baby.
I'll make your legs shake.
You make me go crazy.