Buffy The Vampire Slayer Fan Fiction ❯ Her New Family ❯ Getting Around The Un-Invite ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Angelus comes to visit Willow again...only to discover that she'd "Un-Invited" him.

A pissed vampire is never a good vampire--especially if he catches you OUTSIDE of your house, where the Un-Invite can't save you...

Non Anime: Buffy The Vampire Slayer Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance / Occult / Hentai / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.06.2007 | Pages: 6 | Words: 7.5K | Visits: 453 | Status: Completed

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Working on her computer, Willow didn't bother to pull the curtains close over her French doors. Giles had come over the night before and they'd performed the Un-invite spell. She was safe again in her own house—well—safe from vampires.

The redhead made a face as she `chatted' with a friend she'd made over the internet. The guy lived in Iowa, on a farm, and the only thing they had in common was their intelligence and their love of technology.

The phone rang and she signed off and hurried to pick it up.

“Willow here.”

“Um…hi, um, Willow.”

Her cheeks went rosy as she recognized the shy voice on the other side of the line. “Oz?” She couldn't believe it. What was Oz doing calling her? And how had he known her number?

“Buffy gave me your phone number.” He hurried said as if he could read her mind. “I---I was wondering if you'd like to go out tomorrow night. They're playing a movie I'd really like to see in the cinema. We could grab a pizza afterwards.”

She froze. Oz was asking her out on a date! Do not scream, do not squeal, do NOT start jumping up and down. “Uh---yeah---sure. I'd love you—I mean to…I'd love to go with you.” She hit her palm against her forehead at that humiliating slip up.

He chuckled, still nervous, yet obviously pleased with how things were going. “Great. I'll come pick you up at eight then.”

“Sure.” When he hung up, Willow squealed and jumped up and down. Her first date. And with Oz. “Yes!” Doing a little victory dance, she threw her cell on the bed and she went back to her computer to sign back on and see if her friend was still on to tell him the good news.

Throwing herself onto the chair, she was so enthralled with how the night was going that she didn't notice the eyes watching her from her balcony.

She only noticed Angelus' presence when she heard him curse in pain when he opened the doors and tried to come in, walking into the invisible barrier.

Twirling around her seat, Willow bit down on her lip when she saw him there in all his glory.

His eyes widened as he stepped back hesitantly, and then narrowed in suspicion as he slowly placed his hand on the barrier. There was a flash of red in those chillingly beautiful eyes when he realized what she'd done and he turned to look at her. “Invite me in Willow.”

“That would totally defeat the purpose of casting the un-invite spell, now wouldn't it?” Courage filled her now that she knew that there was no way he could invade her home once more, Willow gave him a little smile, although it was still quite nervous.

He growled. “Invite me in. NOW!”

“No.” Standing up, Willow took a couple of shaky steps towards the door but kept a safe distance despite the fact that she knew he couldn't cross over the threshold. “I don't really want to be a midnight snack, thank you very much.”

Angelus' eyes narrowed even further as he examined her, and a muscle in his cheek throbbed due to his obviously withheld anger. “I'm not going to eat you.”

“And I should believe the word of One Fourth of the Scourge of Europe. Uhuh.” Scoffing at the very idea, Willow shook her head. “Just run along now and find yourself another meal.”

He growled, growing more and more annoyed with her. “I said that I'm not going to eat you!”

“Why else would you be here?” She wanted to know, folding her arms over her chest quite like he was doing at the moment. “I'll let you know that I'm NOT the best way to get back at Buffy. Really. Find another way.” In an act of pure cheekiness she leaned over and closed the door, pulling the curtain closed as well.

His growl was unadulterated rage. “Invite me in this moment or I swear you'll regret it!”

She gulped. That didn't sound promising. “Please go bother someone else.”

“Willow…”

How one word could contain such dire warnings of horrible happenings she didn't know, but it was enough for her to pull across the curtain once more, a worried pout on her face. “Why are you doing this Angelus? I've always treated you…Angel…as a person. I'm the only person who's never discriminated against either of you! So leave me alone, please!” She pulled the curtain across once more and hurriedly went to her bed, sitting on it Indian style.

He growled and cursed in what she could only guess was Gaelic, his accent thickening when he finally spoke. “If you don't invite me in, I'm going to make sure you live to regret this to the end of your days…and I have all of the time available to do so.”

She gulped even louder, shivering. “If I don't ever go out at night or ever invite you in, then I shouldn't have a problem, now, should I?”

There was silence before he spoke once more. “Remember that you chose it this way.” His voice was so calm it was frightening.

Getting up, Willow hurried to the door and threw open the curtain, only to find that he wasn't there. Her heart was in her throat and her whole body shook in fear.

He's just messing with your head, Willow Rosenberg. She tried reassuring herself as she went back to her bed. He has more important things to do then to spend the rest of eternity bothering you.

Still, she couldn't sleep that night.

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“If anyone comes near me I'll tear their head off!” Angelus growled in murderous rage as he returned home. After having left Willow he'd hunted and killed a couple of idiotic teenagers, yet tearing their throats apart and draining them hadn't managed to cool his bloodlust.

He hadn't even met up with the Slayer tonight, and he knew that she was lucky, because in the rage he found himself in she wouldn't have survived this encounter.

“Mummy's afraid of daddy.” Dru told Spike as Angelus slammed his bedroom door behind him with such force it shook the whole house.

“Don't blame her, he's as mad as a bull tonight.” Spike snorted, lighting a fag. “And he was called bloody Casanova? Please. He can't even woo a mere mortal slip of a girl.”

Dru pouted at Spike's attitude. “But daddy wouldn't hurt her.”

“Much.” Spike laughed, then sobered when he noticed the glare his dark goddess was giving him. “You know that I'm joking Dru luv.”

Yet she ignored him and turned all her attention on Miss Edith, who had suddenly bestowed her information on where her mummy would be tomorrow night. The insane yet beautiful vampire turned her back on Spike and went to brave her daddy's rage.

He had to hear this.

“Oooh, Willow and Oz, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.”

Laughing at Buffy, Willow threw a pillow at the blonde lying on her bed. They'd spent the whole evening together, and Buffy had helped Willow pick what to wear for her date with Oz tonight.

The redhead looked at her reflection in the mirror. She wore jeans and a pink cashmere sweater that Buffy had insisted she wore. Willow smiled at her reflection.

Hearing the doorbell, she looked up at Buffy in worry. “Are you sure that I look okay?”

“Yes. For the hundredth time!” Her smile was bright though. “My wittle Wiwwow is all grown up.” She said in a baby voice.

Shaking her finger at Buffy, Willow giggled and hurried down the stairs to the door and opened the door to see Oz waiting for her, smiling nervously at her. “Hey.”

“Hey Willow.” His smile was nervous yet cute. “You, you look great.”

“That's what I told her.” Buffy announced from behind as she gently pushed Willow out of the door. “Now you two go and have a good time.”

“Yes mother.” Willow blushed.

“I'll have her back early.” Oz joked.

“You better.” Buffy laughed as they went to Oz's van. She sighed as she pulled the door locked behind her. Tonight was patrol as usual.

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Laughing, Willow shook off the feeling of being watched once more. She'd felt as if someone was watching her the whole date, even in the cinema, and the feeling was nerve-wracking. But now, as Oz walked her up to her door, she ignored it and smiled shyly at her date.

“I had a great time.” She told him as they stood under the light. “Thanks for inviting me.”

He'd gotten braver throughout the date, yet his smile was still shy. “I've been wanting to invite you out for a while now.”

She blushed scarlet. “Really?”

“Yeah. I'm just glad that I did.” He blushed and looked away, ducking his gaze as he placed his hands in his pockets.

“Well, I should go in.” Yet she hesitated, hoping that she'd have a Hollywood moment and he'd kiss her on her doorstop.

“Good night.” He looked up at her quickly before turning around and heading to the van.

Frowning in disappointment, Willow forced a fake smile on her face when he got into his van and smiled at her as he started the engine and drove away.

“So much for that Hollywood kiss.” She mumbled to herself as she ducked her gaze while she opened her bag and began searching for her keys.

“I doubt the pup could accomplish that without swallowing his tongue with nerves.”

Head shooting up in horror, her eyes widened and she opened her mouth to scream, yet it was muffled by his hand as Angelus pushed her up against the door.

Her handbag fell on the ground as she fought back, trying to scream for help yet only getting out faint sounds around his hand.

Angelus leered at her efforts, game face on in seconds. “Invite me in, Willow.”

She shook her head frantically, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“It won't save you now that you're out here, now will it?” He taunted as his fangs grew as he snapped them. “Invite me or I'll tear you're throat out.”

Whimpering, Willow murmured something against his hand.

“What was that?” He taunted further as he pulled his hand away enough for her to say the words, yet still close enough to be able to clamp over her mouth once more if she tried to scream again. “I couldn't hear you.”

“Come in, Angelus.”

Grabbing her arm, Angelus picked up her bag and looked through it to make sure that there weren't any stakes or pencils before shoving it in her hands.

“Open the door.” He looked around while she did so, glad to realize that none of her neighbors had noticed the disturbance.

She cried softly as she pulled out her keys, her hands trembling as she tried to put the key in the lock.

Growling with impatience he took the key from her and opened the door, throwing her inside. She fell and tried to get up, but then looked up at him and resigned herself to her fate. Closing her eyes, Willow tensed her jaw and waited for him to pounce and tear her throat out.

Moments passed and when nothing happened, she opened her eyes and blinked in surprise when she noticed him in the darkness, leaning against the door, arms folded over his chest, watching her with…amusement?

“ I told you, little one.” His voice was tinted with mirth. “I'm not going to eat you.”

She blinked in surprise once more, daring to hope that he wasn't playing some horrible psychological game with her. “You aren't?”

“No.” He chuckled.

Willow didn't try to get up from where she sat on the ground, she knew that her legs were so shaking that she wouldn't be able to stand. “Why not?” She winced and closed her eyes. No need to sound insulted!

His chuckle deepened. “I've never heard someone argue when they discover that I have no plans on eating them.”

“And you have no arguments here.” Willow hurriedly assured. “Nope. None whatsoever.”

The moment of amusement passed, Angelus' smirk faded to seriousness. “I'll let your disobedience go unpunished this time because you were obviously afraid. But now that you know that I have no intentions of eating you, you will not put back up that un-invite or I'll hunt down every single person you love and make you watch while I kill them. Do you understand?”

She gulped, remembering what she'd seen in the Watcher Journals about Angelus and what he'd put his victims through before killing them. “I understand. No un-invite. Crystal.”

“Good.” Yet he didn't seem pleased at all. “And if I ever see you with that pup again I will skin him alive.”

She gasped, mouth falling open. “What?”

He sneered. “You don't know how lucky you are that he didn't try to kiss you.” Angelus' eyes darkened as he pushed away from the door and reached for her arm, jerking her to her feet, growling angrily into her face. “You have his scent all over you!”

Willow shivered as he slipped into his game face, and she understood the fear that must have filled his countless victims. “I'm sorry?” She asked as a way to appease him. The redhead couldn't understand what had gotten into Angelus, but she knew that it would be best to not anger him further. A calm vampire was as good of a vampire as you could get.

Giving a little shriek when he pulled her body against his, Willow closed her eyes in fear, not wanting to see his demon's face so close to hers. She was terrified, and didn't quite believe him when he said that he wouldn't kill her, because why wouldn't he kill her? What reason could he have in keeping her alive?

When his mouth clashed down violently on hers, her eyes opened in shock and she pushed against his chest, yet stopped when he growled against her lips.

“Enjoy this, Willow.” His voice was seductive like honey. “Close your eyes and enjoy.”

Not daring to disobey him when he'd made it known that disobedience would only mean death to those she loved, Willow forced her eyes closed and allowed him to plunder her mouth. She didn't understand why he was kissing her—was it some sort of punishment?

But if so, why tell her to enjoy it?

She'd been so lost in her thoughts that she didn't realize that she was responding to his kiss until she heard a choked moan of pleasure and suddenly realized that she had moaned. Her cheeks flushed with color as she realized that her first kiss wasn't at all as she'd thought it would be, but oh so much better!

It was so good that she forgot that the one giving it to her was a dead corpse…a damn sexy dead corpse. She groaned once more and ran her fingers shyly through his hair, reveling in the way his body trembled, and his purr of delight.

He lifted her up against him, and on instinct she wrapped her legs around his waist as he growled and backed her up against the door, pressing his erection against her moist center.

Crying out in pleasure as he began to rub against her, Willow's senses were assaulted. She'd never known that sensations like these could exist. Their kiss became more urgent, and she didn't try to stop him from beginning to unbutton her jeans.

Suddenly there was light as a car drove into the driveway.

Both froze as the sound of Ira and Sheila Rosenberg arguing was heard as someone closed a car door.

Of all of the nights for her parents to return without telling her it had had to be tonight!

Willow's heart stopped in fear when she heard Angelus' growl of pure rage, and saw his eyes go red with bloodlust. He put her down and looked ready to go out and kill her parents for interrupting them.

Placing her hands on his chest, surprising them both, she shook her head. “Please, please don't hurt them. Please Angelus.”

He growled at her, snapping his fangs at her menacingly.

Still, for some odd reason, she knew that he wouldn't hurt her, and that was enough to cause her to grab his hand and pick up her bag before pulling him quickly up the stairs and into her room.

Closing the door in time for the front door to open, she flicked on the lights and turned to Angelus. “You have to go.”

That didn't help with his anger as he snarled at her as an animal would.

“I promise I won't perform the un-invite.” She begged, pleaded, as she heard her parents calling for her, beginning to start up the stairs. He didn't look ready to go. “And I'll stay here tomorrow night. I promise. But you have to go!”

Soul and Demon seemed to be fighting before her very eyes. His game face slipped off and was replaced by his human mask.

Angelus suddenly growled in frustration and pulled her against him, so close she could feel his erection against her stomach and she shivered. His mouth devoured hers viciously. “If they interrupt tomorrow night I will kill them.”

Letting go of her he went to her balcony doors and left through them the same time her father knocked at her door.

Straightening her clothes and her hair, Willow cleared her throat and opened the door, smiling at her father, thanking all the deities that Angelus had, for some reason, done as she'd asked.

As she hugged her father and mother, Willow wasn't listening to them as they spoke.

Oh no.

Far from it.

She shivered as she remembered the kiss.

And he'll be back tomorrow night.

Gulping, Willow's gaze strayed to the balcony and without realizing it, she smiled.

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