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By Lorelei

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Willow walked out of the alley that led to the Bronze and headed down
the street, towards home.  It was late, very late, and the streets were
almost deserted.  She cast a wary glance over her shoulder and
quickened her step.  Walking around Sunnydale, alone, anytime after
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 arms.

"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. Demons…soulless
vampires… "  He leaned towards her sniffing her hair, and bit gently on
her ear.  A small shiver of desire and fear ran through her body.

"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. "An…Angelus?"

"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 hitting the
target by a mere inch.  Angelus pushed her away and backhanded her
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
you want."

Her cheek stinging and head ringing from the blow, Willow scrambled
away from him, still on the ground.  She made it to her feet, running
at her top speed down the alley.  It wasn't good enough.  Angelus
caught her by her hair, yanking and dragging her back against him.

"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. "Please, don't… I
just want to go home."  She ran into an abandoned car blocking the
alley.  There was a few feet clearance on one side, and she inched
around it, never taking her eyes from his.  He advanced on her.

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 and push
him away.

"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
like it?"

"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 tongue
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 hands underneath
her skirt, tearing her panties open at the crotch. He stuck a finger
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 braced
herself on the car, afraid of falling.

Willow tried one last time, "Please…please don't do this.  Let me go."

Angelus smiled at her softly. "Let me think about it a minute…no." He
drove into her.  She cried out at the force of his entry and dragged
her nails across his cheek, drawing blood.

Bringing one hand to her neck, he shook his head at her. "Naughty,
naughty.  You know you want it.  You're sopping wet."  He thrust into
her, harshly, over and over. She moaned and met each thrust, grinding
her hips into him.  Angelus trembled, panting his way towards orgasm.

"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 animal lust,
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 orgasm.
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.  They separated,
arranging their clothing.

"Yes, Willow.  I like your games.  You hungry?"

"Always.  Eat now."

They walked out of the alley arms wrapped around each other's waists,
senses already tuning in to the humans who were stupid enough to be out
in their playground after dark.


"Yes, Angelus?"

"Next time I get to be the victim."




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