Willow walked out of the alley that led to the Bronze and
the street, towards home. It was late, very late, and
the streets were
almost deserted. She cast a wary glance over her
quickened her step. Walking around Sunnydale, alone,
dark was not a wise idea.
A noise stopped her. She spun on her heel, expecting
to find someone
behind her. She peered into the darkness, but couldn't
see a soul,
dead or alive. Turning again, she stumbled into waiting
"Angel! I'm so glad to see you. It's so
stupid to walk home by
myself, I'm not sure why I'm doing it."
He put his hands on her shoulders. "No, it's not a
good idea. You
never know who might be lurking in the shadows.
" He leaned towards her sniffing
her hair, and bit gently on
her ear. A small shiver of desire and fear ran through
"What are you doing, Angel? This isn't
right." She pushed him away.
He leered at her. "Wrong on both counts.
It is right and I'm not
Angel, my little red-haired goddess."
She backed further away from him.
"Now you're getting the hang of it." He
stepped towards her. Without
another word, Willow ran back towards the Bronze. She
was at an alley
two blocks away, when he grabbed her again.
"Now, now. How are we supposed to have any fun
if you don't play the
game right?" Angelus brought his mouth to hers,
bruising her lips in a
punishing kiss. Her head spun, but she had the common
sense to bring
her knee up forcefully towards his groin. She missed
target by a mere inch. Angelus pushed her away and
across her right cheek, knocking her back into the alley.
"So, you like a little bit of rough, do you
Red? I can go as rough as
Her cheek stinging and head ringing from the blow, Willow
away from him, still on the ground. She made it to her
at her top speed down the alley. It wasn't good
caught her by her hair, yanking and dragging her back against
"You're caught. Give it up. If you
scream, I'll snap your neck. I
might anyway, but then again, I might not."
He spun her around. She began backing away again.
just want to go home." She ran into an abandoned
car blocking the
alley. There was a few feet clearance on one side, and
around it, never taking her eyes from his. He advanced
Angelus pushed her against the cold stone of the
building. "Enough cat
and mouse, I have another game in mind." With one
free hand, he ripped
open her blouse. She simultaneously tried to close the blouse
"The more you struggle, the more I like it." He
grabbed a hand and
pushed it down to the erection in his leather pants.
"See how much I
"Bastard!" She spit the words at him.
"Oh, yes. Definitely a bastard. And you're my slut,
or you will be soon
enough. No more talking."
He pinched her face in his hands, kissing her again, his
invading her mouth. Willow beat at his back, trying to
free herself to
no avail. He held her pinned to the wall and put his
her skirt, tearing her panties open at the crotch. He stuck a
inside her, exploring.
"My, my, Willow. You really do like it
rough. You're saying no, but
you're body's saying yes."
He held her against the wall with his body, freeing his
hands to roam
over her and down to his own pants, releasing his
erection. He lifted
her up on the wall, positioning himself between her legs. She
herself on the car, afraid of falling.
Willow tried one last time, "Please
do this. Let me go."
Angelus smiled at her softly. "Let me think about it
drove into her. She cried out at the force of his entry
her nails across his cheek, drawing blood.
Bringing one hand to her neck, he shook his head at her.
naughty. You know you want it. You're sopping
wet." He thrust into
her, harshly, over and over. She moaned and met each thrust,
her hips into him. Angelus trembled, panting his way
"Let yourself go, Willow."
"No, I'm a good girl."
He nipped at her earlobe and continued his thrusts.
He could feel her
body shuddering around him. The smell of his blood, the
was too much. Growling, the demon emerged.
Willow sank her fangs into his neck, drawing his blood
into her mouth,
her walls grasping him as she surrendered to the force of
Angelus moved inside her savagely a few more times, and
groaned as he
emptied himself inside her.
He pushed her away from his neck. "Enough! You
always get carried
Willow grinned at him, still in game face, and ran her
tongue over her
fangs. "You like it when I get carried away,
puppy. You like to play
my games." She licked the blood from the scratches
she left on his
Angelus kissed her, tasting his blood on her lips.
arranging their clothing.
"Yes, Willow. I like your games. You
"Always. Eat now."
They walked out of the alley arms wrapped around each
senses already tuning in to the humans who were stupid enough
to be out
in their playground after dark.
"Next time I get to be the victim."