Buffy The Vampire Slayer Fan Fiction ❯ Her New Family ❯ A Matter Of Belonging ( Chapter 23 )

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

The Ancient Ones congregate and aren't very happy with Ares' news, and Willow discovers the joys of bondage.

Non Anime: Buffy The Vampire Slayer Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance / Occult / Hentai / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.06.2007 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.6K | Visits: 371 | Status: Completed

Disclaimer: I don't own anything BtVS…you see…if I did…things wouldn't have gone the way it did in the series…ESPECIALLY all the cute guys stupidly in love with Buffy. Hello, am I the only one who realizes that as their TRUE selves both Spike and Angelus always targeted Willow? And then, when they were `castrated' they ended up with Buffy? Come on, that should say SOMETHING.

Semi-last chapter here!

WARNING: Angel/Willow/Spike action ahead

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Riley, Tara, Cordelia, and Oz decided to crash the night over at Anya and Xander's. Giles and Mrs. G had appeared soon after Xander called them to tell them that it was now safe to go out, and the look on their faces when Xander, faced with two irate people, finally spilled the beans, was quite comical.

“So you say that Cordelia is a soulless vampire?” Giles asked, fingering the cross around his neck warily.

“No, granddaddy says that I'm better than a vampire.” Cordelia announced proudly from where she sat next to Anya, both drinking some alcoholic drink, clothes half torn, and covered in blood and vampire dust. “That's why it was easier for me to kill the Hell Demons than the others.”

Oz rolled his eyes at her I'm-Better-Than-ALL-Of-You-Put-Together tone from where he stood, making himself a sandwich in the kitchen.

“And Willow, your—mother—is now an Ancient One?” Giles gulped. He'd had a good cry when he'd discovered that Buffy was dead, but all of this overload of information was keeping him from having a relapse.

Xander nodded from where he was munching on a sandwich. “Hard to believe, huh?”

Mrs. G, who'd never been fond of Buffy, shed a tear for her husband's sake, but was much more interested in everything that was happening. “Amazing, do you know how rare it is to become an Ancient One?”

“Yeah, well, she is the Queen.” Anya announced after another sip of her vodka, trying to numb the pain in her body.

“And her father was actually the Hell Lord that reigned over the Hell Dimension Nate opened, and an Ancient One, so I guess the possibility of becoming an Ancient herself was in her DNA coding, and the Hellmouth picked up on that.” Riley winced at the shot of pain in his arm when he downed his last shot of tequila, he too, was using the girls' method of `let's become drunk and numb the pain'.

Sunnydale had been nearly completely destroyed with the invasion of the Hell Demons (something the inhabitants of Sunnydale still couldn't put their heads around), and they were going to have to do a lot of work to get it to the way it'd once more…until the next Apocalypse.

“And where is Willow now?” Giles asked, slightly nervous, slightly anxious. He wanted to see her again after so long, but not knowing if that was ethical on his part. She'd now become part of the other team…leader of the other team…then again, everyone in Xander's house other than his wife and himself, had fought on the other side.

Anya's smile widened. “Angel and Spike told us to leave because they were going to give her multiple orgasms all night long.”

Xander blushed, choking on his mouthful of bologna sandwich. “Anya!”

“What?” She asked, eyes wide and innocent.

Ares called a meeting the moment he'd gotten back to his hell dimension. He wasn't happy, he wasn't happy at all. He waited until his fellow Ancients were there present before looking at each of them. There'd once been many Ancient Ones, but like Illyria, the only female he'd ever loved, they'd been killed due to jealousy of their immense powers.

Now, the only ones left were Cryone, Magno, Janus, and himself. “I discovered that I have spawned an heir in the planet earth.” He announced, seeing his fellow male Ancients widen their eyes in surprise. “She is a powerful one, and the Hellmouth of Sunnydale, California has chosen to Ascend her to the rank of Ancient.”

Janus stood from the table, crimson eyes widening. “She is the first female Ancient in millennia, ever since Illyria the great was murdered in Vahla ha'nesh.”

Ares winced at the name of his once beloved. “Yes.”

“She could be the key to our survival!” Magno announced, pulling back a strand of purple hair from his face. “With her we have a chance of reproducing and creating more of us! This is the Ancient Power's making sure that the worlds aren't left to halfbreeds and filth.”

“You must bring her immediately.” Cryone declared.

“I would.” Ares announced with a sigh. “But she is unfortunately mated already and refuses to consider coming to live here with me or leaving her mates.”

The three other men collapsed to their seats in disappointment.

“And to what sort of demon is she mated?” Cryone asked, orange eyes intense.

“To two vampiir.” Ares closed his eyes tightly as his fellow Ancient Ones erupted in angry shouts at that.

“How can you let your spawn mate with two VAMPIRES?” Janus's body shook with rage.

“I would do something if I could, but I feel her power, and she is stronger than I am.” Ares sighed with resignation. “If I could harm her mates, or force her away from them, I would do so immediately. But the power in her is breathtaking, she is stronger than Illyria.”

The Ancients exchanged uneasy looks at that.

Ares decided to mention Cordelia. “She has also managed a feat only few Old Ones were able to do.” He cleared his throat. “She has chosen one who used to be human and created a childe for herself out of said human. She did this similarly to how a vampiir sires, but her child is like her, able to withstand the sunlight and with super strength and speed that leaves a vampiir ashamed.” He smiled proudly at his grandchilde before a little frown appeared. “But she is only a babe in our years, and is not an Ancient. More like a Halfling.”

Cryone blinked. “Your spawn is incredible.”

Janus muttered something under his breath about vampires and extermination.

“So all we do is sit and watch as the only chance for the survival of our pure race is tainted by vampiir?” Magno growled, using the ancient word for vampire. “She belongs here with us!”

“We wait, and we plan.” Ares corrected. “Willow will soon outgrow both of her mates, in every way possible. Anyway, how could two vampiir keep her interest for long?”

When Willow awoke after being knocked out by means of her attacker pressing a certain pressure point in her neck, she realized four things that left her quite uneasy. One was that she was completely undressed, two was that there was a thick blindfold over her eyes, three there was a balled up piece of material in her mouth with duck tape keeping it there, making sure she couldn't make a sound, and four…her limbs were securely tied to each one of her bedposts.

So, yeah, she was quite uneasy.

Jerking as she felt something circling the tip of her big toe, slowly descending down her foot to begin a slow journey up her leg, she pulled at her restraints yet was too tired from her use of power during the battle to summon any now.

“Shhh. Calm down Little One.” A teasingly familiar voice whispered in her ear as the thing continued to make its way up her inner thigh, causing her body to convulse in pleasure as it traced upward spirals on her skin. “We don't want you hurting yourself.”

“Angel?” She asked, but thanks to her gag it came out something like Mmmgahl.

By now what she guessed was a feather, had reached her innermost thigh, and hesitated tantalizingly close to her core, which had grown wet due to the pleasurable teasing. Evilly, it skipped that part all-together, and began descending her other thigh, causing her body to jerk as her nerve ending were assaulted by the feathery attack.

A mouth descended on her right breast unexpectedly, causing her to cry out into her gag as her attacker nibbled playfully on her suddenly erect nibble. His hand cupped her other breast, kneading it possessively, rolling her nipple between his thumb and finger.

It was painful yet electrically pleasurable. That, along with Spike's teasing ministrations, were sending electric jolts through her body to her stomach, and she knew that they could smell her rapidly growing arousal.

When Spike replaced the feather with his lips, nibbling on her skin with his blunt teeth as he slowly made his way up her inner thighs, Willow shrieked, arching her body, knowing that she was wet and silently begging him not to deliberately leave her core unattended to this time.

He chuckled against her skin as he did just that, only deigning to run his tongue along her leaking slit, and then begun to nibble down her other thigh.

Groaning in frustration, Willow tugged once again at whatever they'd used to tie her hands to the head posts. A moan of agonized pleasure escaped her lips as Angel sucked harshly on her now painfully erect nipple, the electricity in her building, causing the hair on her arms to rise in goose bumps.

Dammit!

Those two were torturing her!

Her tugging grew desperate as the muscles in her stomach rippled as Spike left her thighs to nibble around her navel, alternating from licking and nibbles, causing her body to jerk erratically at the electric shocks now escaping her through her pores.

His hand sneaked down her stomach and cupped her intimately, causing her to cry out a muffled hallelujah as Spike's fingers entered her slippery channel, yet that hallelujah became a tortured moan when he began to finger fuck her slowly.

It was as if both Angel and Spike were determined to punish her for having been dead for those two measly minutes her heart had stopped.

Spike's fingers curled inside of her, hitting the spot that caused her to scream out. He repeated the action, using his vampiric speed, until she was screaming loudly, despite the gag in her mouth, and she came around his fingers, their mouths still teasing her skin.

She felt Angel dislodge himself from her breasts, but her complain died in her throat when she felt the duck tape being ripped away from her mouth, and she spat out the balled up material, flexing her sore jaw.

Before Willow could say anything, Angel straddled her stomach and his mouth descended on hers urgently, consuming her in a kiss so hungry it was weakening.

Spike's coated fingers slid out of her and down towards her anus, before he poked one in.

Willow stiffened as the digit invaded her virgin passage, but thankfully, due to how lubricated she'd left his finger with her wetness, it entered her easily and painlessly. Spike's finger continued journey up back the slit for more of her slippery moisture, before invading her ass once more, leaving her slippery and lubricated.

Once he was pleased by how lubricated she was, Spike began to fuck her ass with his finger in earnest, causing her to moan into Angel's mouth at the unexpected pleasure. She'd always heard about anal sex and had found just the thought of it terrifying, but the pleasure Spike was giving her was intense.

Whenever he felt she'd grown accustomed to how much he'd stretched her, he'd add another finger, and the pain was slight at first, yet the pleasure was oh-so-much-more, and soon he was ramming three fingers in her.

“Angelus, get off.” Spike growled in a choked voice as he pulled out his fingers.

Surprisingly enough, Angel did as told, and his hands went around Willow's waist, pulling her up in the air. She didn't understand what was happening, until Angel slowly lowered her back, and she gave a cry when she felt Spike's lean body beneath hers, and his long erection nestled between her thighs.

His hands kneaded her breasts as Angel guided Spike's cock towards her ass. Willow tensed, closing her eyes tight despite the fact that she was still blindfolded.

“Relax Red.” Spike whispered as he nibbled on her earlobe. “Let me in.”

She whimpered yet nodded, and forced herself to relax—something she realized was harder than she would have imagined. With a swift thrust, Spike had torn something inside her that caused Willow to scream out in pain, and was buried to the balls in her.

“Shhh.” He cooed into her ear soothingly while Angel knelt between her opened legs and began fingering her clit, alternating from pinching it to rubbing it.

Willow cried out and arched her back at the unexpected attack, and then her body shivered, for when she'd arched her back Spike's cock had slipped out of her slightly, and the feeling of intense pleasure that that caused was unbelievable.

The head of Angel's dick entered her cunt before he pushed in completely, leaning over them, sustaining his weight on his hands, as he waited for her to grow accustomed to both of their cocks in her.

Then, the both began to move in her as one, causing Willow's breath to catch in her throat and become a chocked purr.

They rocked within her, bringing her to a torturous height, leaving her dangling, before she cried out in a release so hard it hurt. Spike and Angel soon followed, burying their fangs into her throat, exploding within her.

Willow was still dizzy from the force of her climax when she realized that both Spike and Angel had left her and were untying her hands and feet. When she was loose, she pulled off the blindfold and smiled contentedly at them when they returned to her, snuggling up against her on Angel's large bed.

“We're going to have to try that again sometime.” Willow yawned, tired, as Spike cuddled with his head against her heartbeat, and Angel laid with his head on her stomach. “But next time, you two are the ones getting tied up.”

Angel chuckled against her skin, arm around her waist possessively. “You're never getting away from us.”

“Who says I want to?” She replied sleepily, closing her eyes, beginning to drift to sleep.

“Told you she knew she belonged to us, Ancient One or not.” Spike told Angel in a smug voice. “Our Red's a smart witch.”

Willow fell asleep with a smile on her face and a chuckle on her lips.

Yes.

This was where she belonged.

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