Something Wicked This Way Comes
Something Wicked This Way ComesAuthor:
I claim no ownership to anything Buffy or Supernatural. So that means I am not the copyright holder. Warnings: FEMSLASH AHOY!!!
Although it's not porntastic and it's not overly graphic.Author's Notes:
This is a sequel to Evil Woman
. Written for the spn_btvs
weekly challenge. Member of team_hellfire
Challenge #5 -Travel, Road Trips, Flying
Willow laid in bed and let loose a contented sigh. She looked over at her bed partner and smiled. The blond beside her was sound asleep. Willow rolled onto her side and slowly moved closer to her sleeping partner. She laid her head on the sleeping woman's shoulder and draped a leg and an arm over the slumbering form. Willow's eyes got a mischievous look to them as she slowly moved her hand over the woman's nude body. As Willow's hand began concentrating on one area the woman's eyes opened suddenly and fixed on Willow.
"You devil!" the suddenly awake woman said.
Willow giggled. "You know you like it when I'm bad Meg."
"More than you know," Meg responded before she rolled over and captured Willow's mouth with her own.
Meg broke away from Willow and studied her. "I'm so glad you called me."
Willow blushed. "I'm glad I did too. We do
make some beautiful magic together."
"And I wish I could stay but two weeks is the best I could do. And the magic wasn't what I was referring to."
Willow's blush deepened.
Meg rolled away from Willow and sat up on the edge of the bed. She looked at Willow over her shoulder. "Are you going to see me off at least?"
"I have a big test this morning. I have to be there." Willow whined. "Can't you take a later train?"
"Sorry sweetie but I can't change my ticket." Meg muttered a few Latin words under her breath and with a smile slowly ran a hand over her breast and around her nipple.
Willow gasped as she felt the sensation of Meg's hand on her breast. "That's not fair!" she exclaimed.
Meg's smile got wider before she stopped moving her hand over her breast. "Are you sure you can't make it?" she said as she stood up and began gathering her clothes from the floor where they had dropped last night. "Besides...you can afford to miss one little test."
Willow threw the covers off and began picking her clothes up as well. "I suppose I can be a little
late," Willow said.
The two women found themselves facing each other with their clothes in hand.
"That's my girl," Meg said and suddenly leaned forward and gave Willow a quick kiss.
The two women, now fully clothed, exited the motel room Meg had rented. As the pair walked out the door into the parking lot Willow's hand sought and and grabbed Meg's. Hand in hand the women continued across the lot.
Meg glanced at Willow. "So when are you going to introduce me to your friends?"
Willow looked down at the ground, face covered by her hair. "I..uh...don't think they'd u-understand," she said.
Meg smiled. "If they're really your friends they'll understand our love. And if they're not then it's better to know now. I'll leave it up to you."
Willow pulled Meg into a quick hug and said, "Thanks for understanding."
Meg stopped and looked around. "Now where's that bus stop? I don't want to miss my train."
Once at the train station the two women waited on the platform in silence. The only contact was their clasped hands. Willow's mood was more subdued since she knew it would probably be a few more moths before she could see Meg again.
The blond witch had taught her so much since they had met. Willow's eyes had been opened up to lots of things. Some were quite fantastic and others were more...mundane in the magical sense. Although Willow thought it was quite magical.
One of the most important things Meg had taught Willow was that there was no 'right' or 'wrong' in magic. It was all based on the intent of the caster. If an animal had to die for the greater good then that was the way it had to be. As long as the goal was pure it didn't matter how it was achieved.
"Just remember all the things I've taught you. You need to study the spells I've left you. When I come back I think we should try a summoning spell. Maybe we can try some of those demon spells I told you about."
"I'll study hard. After all I'm pretty good at that," Willow said with a smile.
"You're pretty good at a few other things too. I might even call that magic too," Meg said with a smirk.
Willow thought back to the nights they'd spent together in the motel room with a smile. "You harlot!" Willow said under her breath so only Meg could hear her. Before she could continue she was interrupted by the loud whistle of the train.
The women watched the train as it slowly pulled into the station and ground to a halt beside the platform. People began moving to and from it. Porters began loading and unloading luggage and the platform was suddenly covered in activity. A lot more people seemed to be getting on than getting off. Classic Sunnydale.
Meg pulled Willow into a deep hug. "I have to go sweetie. I really wish I could stay but you know I can't. Are you sure you won't leave with me?"
Willow shook her head and said, "I can't leave my friends. They need me too."
Meg stared into Willow's eyes. "I...I love you Willow," Meg stuttered out as she held her.
Willow gripped Meg tighter and closed her eyes as they teared up. "I think...no, I know I love you too," Willow responded.
Meg broke the hug and looked at the train. "I have to go," she said as she let go of Willow and moved toward the train. After getting her ticket checked she climbed aboard and with one last look at Willow she disappeared into the train.