I didn't have a disclaimer written up for this one (Bad Shannon!) So Joss own's 'em, blah blah. Very NC-17. Feedback? Yes! Words within "//" and "//" indicate song lyrics. Words between ' and ' indicate thoughts. Oh, the song "My Neck, My back" isn't mine either, I borrowed it from Khia. :P

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When Willow walked through the door to her and Buffy's dorm, the door slammed and she turned around sharply, wincing. She looked down and the huge gash over her stomach. From within the darkness, she heard a gasp. 'Oh no,' she thought. 'Buffy's still awake.'

"Willow, what happened? Was it a demon, a vampire? I swear to god I'll maim them, I'll murder them, painfully and slowly, using every torture method I know, they messed with *my* Willow!" Buffy was ranting frantically, nearing hysteria.

"Buffy, it's okay. It was a dog." Willow smiled a little at her friend, despite the pain that was racing through her body. She saw Buffy let go of a huge breath, and sink back down onto the bed, only to jump back up again. "Have you been to a hospital; I mean that could get infected, you could get an infection! Oh God, are you alright Wills? It looks awful, are you going to be okay?" By this point, Buffy had tears streaming diown her face.

Willow saw the desparation in Buffy's face and felt a jolt of something go through her. "Whoa," she whispered to herself.

"What?" Buffy looked up in panic. Willow got any ramble-y thoughts out of Buffy's head. "No, no, nothings wrong. I just, um, I felt something." Willow blushed, so very glad that it was pitch-black in the room. "What," Buffy whispered. "What did you feel...?"

"Umm... it was like, um, a jolt. Of electricity or something." Willow gulped. "Me too. I felt it too." Buffy admitted. She shook her head. What the hell was she saying? Willow was hurt, she needed a hospital! "Wills, we need to take you to a hospital." Willow started to protest, but Buffy interrupted her. "I don't care what you think, it could get infected. Now, we're gonna get you changed, and then we're gonna go to the hospital." She knew that made absolutely no sense, why get two items of clothing all bloody, but that wasn't the point. The point was... well, she wasn't entirely sure of that the point was yet, but it would come to her.

Willow gulped. Buffy wanted to get her naked. Well, as long as the light stayed--

Click.

--off. Willow sighed. 'Great,' she thought, as the bright light flooded the room, and nearly blinded her in the process. 'Just great.' Buffy walked back over to her, and began to remove Willow's top. She squirmed in protest, and Buffy looked at her quizzically. Willow racked her brain for a good excuse. "Ummm... it hurts." She said lamely. Buffy tried to think of a way to get Willow's top off. "Wills, is this your absolute favourite shirt?" Willow thought. "No, actually, I don't even really like it." Buffy grinned, and in a flash had ran over to the bedside table, grabbed a pair of scissors, and was carefully cutting the material around Willow's wound. Willow squealed, and grabbed what was left of her top to her chest. "Buffy, what are you doing?!" Buffy looked up at her from her kneeling position. "Wills, a doctor with cold hands would be doing this anyway, wouldn't you rather me do it?" Buffy reached up and clasped Willow's hand in her own and gently brought them down to her sides. Buffy stood up and took one of her hands out of Willow, leaving her just holding on hand. She lead Willow over to her bed. "Will, lay down. It'll be more comfy." Willow looked at her uncertainly, but did as she was instructed. She trusted Buffy with her life. Literally.

Buffy retrieved her her scissors and began cutting away at the material, taking a note of how flushed Willow's skin was. She cut neatly along the seams on Willow's left side, making Willow giggle. "What?" Buffy asked with a smile on her face. "Oh, nothing, I'm just a little ticklish." Buffy stored that information for future use, and continued cutting. When she finished with the seam on the left hand side, she started on the right. When she reached the top of Willow's spaghetti strap top, she cut the two straps, and gently began to peel the top layer of Willow's clothing off.

Willow had begun to breathe very rapidly. Once Buffy had rid Willow of her top, she inspected her wound. "Will, this looks really bad." Willow glanced at her, still breathing heavily. "Well, yeah Buff. See above: hospital." Buffy giggled. "Oh, yeah. Hospital... right." By this time she was staring into Willow's beautiful green eyes, all thought of hospital packing up and moving right out of her mind. Willow reached up and wiped a tear away from Buffy's cheek that hadn't quite dried up from earlier. "Buffy... I--" Buffy silenced her with a kiss, a kiss that was doing strange things to the lower parts of Willow's body. When Buffy broke the kiss, Willow said what she was going to say before. "Well, I was going to say I'm cold... but, um, that situation seems to have cleared up quite nicely." Buffy looked appreciatively over Willow's figure, which was quickly being covered with a red blush. "Will... I- I've never taken the time... to just look. May I?" Willow took a gulp, and nodded. She was afraid of how high-pitched her voice may have been if she opened her mouth.

Buffy took in the sight before her. The slight curve of Willow's breasts, sloping upwards to meet the peak of each nipple. As her eyes trailed over the top half of Willow's body, Buffy's hands began to trek down to the waistband of her button-down jeans, and began to carefully ease the first button out of its hole. She finished with that, and started on the second. Willow brought her hands down from above her head, and grasped Buffy's arms. "Buffy... I can't. You won't... you'll regret it." Buffy stared at her, as if she'd lost her mind.

"Will... How could you ever think that? I... I can't think of anything to say to that, except that it's ridiculous! How could you think anyone wouldn't want you?" Willow squirmed, as she relived her last experience with sex, or lack thereof.

***FLASHBACK***

"Sorry if I was weird yesterday... with you and Veruca." Oz had looked a bit uncomfortable. "I didn't notice anything." He'd shrugged and backed up a few steps. Willow walked towards him as he walked backward. "Really? 'Cause I felt all spazzy." He'd kept walking backwards, and she'd continued to walk closer, not getting the hint. "No." She'd been confused, but kept talking. "Oh. Good. So, it was just me. Worrying for nothing again. Me and my busy head... always thinking, thinking, thinking."

"Well, now you can stop. Everything's fine." He'd been short with her. He was always stoic, but never short with her."Maybe you could help me... to stop. I'd really, really appreciate anything you could do." She'd begun to untuck his shirt and lift it up, but he'd stopped her. "What? What's wrong?" He'd made up a lame apology. "You don't want to?" She'd never felt so hurt. He'd never turned her down for anything, especially not sex. From that point on, she'd felt inadequate. Like nobody would ever want her, and if they did, they'd be disappointed afterwards.

***END FLASHBACK***

She'd recounted the experience to Buffy, and Buffy had been listening intently, growing more and more furious at Oz on the inside. How dare he make Willow feel that way? "Will, I'd never, ever, in a million years be disappointed in you, or what you have to offer, or regret anything about you. Never. Umm... can I continue?" Willow took a breath, then nodded. Buffy undid the second button, followed by the third, fourth and fifth. On the fifth and final button, she tugged on the belt loops, and Willow raised her hips in order for Buffy to pull them off of her. She crawled back up to Willow's face, and kissed her in a fashion that would prove to be the best kiss Willow had ever recieved.

"Will."

Kiss.

"Do you want,"

Kiss.

"...to do this?"

Big, long, tongue kiss. "Oh, yes." Buffy accepted this answer, and travelled back down Willow's body, carefully avoiding her very painful gash. She never for a second thought it mught get infected. Excuses, excuses.

She began slow; she'd never done this before. She wanted to be good. She pulled Willow's pink panties down and off her legs, and dropped them onto the floor beside her. She realised something and stood up. Willow started to protest, but closed her mouth very quickly as she watched Buffy disrobe. After that was out of the way, she laid back down on her stomach between Willow's thighs.

She parted the folds of Willow's pussy with her thumb and forefinger. She'd never seen one of these up close before, not even her own. She wasn't much for mirrors. Thoough that may have to change now. She tentatively stuck the tip of her tongue out of her mouth, and dragged it up from just below Willow's opening, and up to just touch the sensitive bundle of nerves that rested about an inch and a half higher. Judging from the light gasp, she guessed she had just touched what she thought she had. She left that alone for a little while, and moved even further downward. Willow moaned at the loss of contact, and Buffy placed tin kisses, down the inside of her left thigh. "God, I love you," she murmured between kisses. She returned back to nestle her head between Willow's legs, and knowing that it would definately make an impression, and a good one at that, she latched her mouth onto Willow's clit, and began to massage it with her tongue. She reached up and slid a finger into Willow, and pushed it in and out. She added a second, and a third, as Willow bucked her hips beneath the blonde's ministrations. Willow felt something build up inside of her, something she'd never felt before.

"Oh my... God, B-Buffy... I..."

She held completely still for a split second, and then it happened. The wave of her orgasm rushed through her, and Willow swore she was about to black out. Buffy pulled her fingers out, but continued to lick around the wetness of Willow's pussy as she rode out her orgasm. Once Willow's movements had ben lessened, Buffy crawled up Willow's body, and laid in the crook of her shoulder. She craned her neck and gave Willow a kiss on the cheek. As she turned her head back around,Willow tilted her chin back around and captured her mouth in the most intense kiss since the last one that had happened, oh, around 20 minutes ago. "That was the most intense... y'know..." She blushed, "That I've ever, ever felt."

"Me? I did that?" Buffy squeaked. Willow grinned, and poked the tip of her tongue out from behind her teeth. "Yes, you sexy Slayer. Now, can I..." She indciated that she wanted to do to Buffy, what Buffy had just given her. Buffy had an ear-to-ear grin on her face and just nodded at the question. Willow winced a little as she bent in the middle in order to --ahem-- go down Buffy's body, but nothing too major.

She got down to the juncture between Buffy's legs, and noticed something that she hadn't before. "Uhh, Buffy?"

"Yeah, Wills?" Buffy crooked her head up from the pillow she was resting on. "How come you don't have, uhhh...." Willow trailed off, not really sure how to finish the question. "Ohh! Well, I don't like hair all that much.... so, yeah." A thought occured to her. "You don't like it?" Willow broke into babble-mode. "Ohh, I like, I very like! Just didn't expect it, is all. Not that I think you don't do anything down there, 'cause duh, who doesn't! Well, I don't, not by myself anyways, and boy, am I making a fool of myself!" Buffy laid on the bed patiently, with a slight grin on her face and waited for her Willow to finish. She loved it when Willow got into babble-mode.

"Not at all." Buffy smiled. Willow breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, well... lie back." She wasn't entirely sure how to go about, so she just tried to repeat what Buffy did, only with a slight twist. She plunged her tongue as far as she could into Buffy's pussy, and Buffy let out a squeal that could've woken the dead.

Knock on wood.

As Willow continued to twirl her tounge around inside of Buffy, she reached over onto the floor and switched on the radio. A rather interesting song came on. Willow tried to giggle, and murmered, "Aworpri-it!" Buffy used every Slayer muscle in hear body to move her head up, and spurt out a question. "Huhh?" Willow removed her tongue, and repeated it what she said. "Appropriate."She smirked, then before Buffy could think, she licked the full length of the inner part of Buffy's pussy, as the song continued to play.

//All you ladies pop your pussy like this, Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss.

All you ladies pop your pussy like this, Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss.

Just do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, now!//

Willow brought one finger up to stroke Buffy's clit, as she watched her face for reactions. The look on her face showed pleasure, it showed pure happiness. Willow inwardly chuckled to herself. 'Good thing she's not Angel.'

//Lick it good, suck this pussy just like you should, Right now, lick it good, suck this pussy just like you should.//

She shook her head free of such disturbing guy-thoughts, and replaced her finger with her mouth; suckling on Buffy's nerve center with all she had.

//My neck, my back, lick my puss, and my crack, My neck, my back, lick my puss, and my crack, My neck, my back, lick my puss, and my crack, My neck, my back, lick my puss, and my crack, My neck, my back, lick my puss, and my crack.//

She ran her tongue up and down continuously, feeling Buffy's hips buck with Willow's rhythmical tongue movements.

//First you gotta put your neck into it, Don't stop just do it, do it, Then you roll your tongue, From the crack, back to the front.//

She went back to focus on Buffy's clit, teasing it with her tongue, then rolling it between her thumb and forefinger, while all the time sliding a couple fingers in and out of her warm center.

//Then you suck it all till I shake and cum, Nigga, make sure I keep bustin nuts, Nigga, all over your face and stuff, Slow head show me so much love.//

True to the song, she felt Buffy begin to shake beneath her, and only quickened her pace, remembering how good it felt when Buffy did it. As she felt the wave come through her, Buffy gripped the sheet on the side of the bed, and bit her lip to keep from screaming. She jerked a few times, and Willow licked her the moist part of Buffy clean, then crawled back up the bed. Buffy looked to each side and saw that the sheets were ripped. She put on her best little girl face, and turned to Willow.