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I Can't Do This Series - Dance Around Truth -- by Ruby
Rating: R
Description: Willow goes to the Bronze, briefly, sequel to Awakenings.
Disclaimer: Joss owns all.
"Hey, Will," Xander called as he ran to catch up with her.
"Hi, Xander," she smiled.
"Man, what's the hurry? The last bell rings, and you're out the door before the rest of us even get to our lockers," he said.
"I just want to get home. My last final is tomorrow, and I need to study," she answered.
"Will, when it's time to revise the textbooks, the publishers will be calling you. You don't need to study," he told her. "You haven't been around much all week. What have you been up to?"
"Nothing," she shrugged.
"Nothing? It's a guy, isn't it? You've got some hot-blooded guy stashed away in a secret hiding place, don't you?"
"No! What a stupid idea!" she fairly shouted before she realized Xander was teasing. "Oh, sorry. There's no secret hiding place and no hot-blooded guy."
"Okay," he grinned. "I can believe that. We're going to the Bronze tonight. Can you come?"
"I don't know. I really do need to study."
"If you don't know it by now, it's too late. Come on, this is our last week of school, your last chance to act like an irresponsible senior," he urged.
Willow smiled, "All right. I guess I can go for a couple of hours."
"Good," he nodded. "Just do me one favor."
"What's that?" she asked.
"Wear clothes," he quipped as he stepped off the curb to walk home.
"Get bit," Willow muttered under her breath as she glared angrily at his back.
"There you are," Buffy smiled as Willow plopped down into the chair across the table. "Where have you been keeping yourself? I've stopped by your house three times this week, and you haven't been home."
"I've been studying. At the library. In town," Willow lied.
"I should've guessed that. Your last opportunity to study for high school finals. How could you pass it up?" Buffy joked.
"Come on, ladies, no school talk tonight. We're almost free," Xander stated.
"Absolutely," Buffy agreed. "Come on, dance with me."
She latched onto Xander's hand and pulled him out onto the floor. Willow watched in detached interest as Buffy moved gracefully to the beat of the music and Xander bopped around like a cross between a one-legged kangaroo and a beached fish.
A pair of cold hands gripped her shoulders as Angel bent low and whispered, "I like your moves better."
Willow turned and gazed up at him. He planted a firm kiss on her lips and drove his tongue inside her mouth.
"Angel!" Willow squealed and twisted away. "What are you doing?"
"You looked liked you needed to be kissed," he smiled.
She blushed and glanced across the room at her friends.
"See? They didn't see a thing," he took her hand and kissed the tip of each finger.
"Angel," Willow begged.
"I'll bet I could carry you right out of here, and they wouldn't even realize it," he said.
"They would eventually," she told him.
"But they'd never come looking for you at my place. Which is where you'd be. Being ravished by a very horny vampire," he grinned wickedly and kissed her palm.
"Would you stop that!" she ordered, attempting to pull her hand out of his unyielding grip.
"Because," he ignored her protests, "You look like you need more than just to be kissed."
He brought his lips to her wrist, flicking his tongue over her pulse point, "You look like you need to be fucked."
Willow moaned as his mouth traveled to her shoulder to nip at it. His hand disappeared under the table and came to rest between her legs. She gasped as he cupped her sex through her jeans.
"Do you need to be fucked?" his voice was low and silky.
"Angel," she whispered as his mouth captured hers.
"Do you want me to fuck you, kitten?" he murmured.
"Yes," she said softly.
He gave her a hard, possessive kiss and pulled her out of the chair. They walked hand-in-hand out of the Bronze, unnoticed by Buffy and Xander, who continued to gyrate about the dance floor in blissful ignorance.
"I wonder if they realize I'm gone yet," Willow said as she lay in Angel's arms.
"Does it matter?" he asked.
"No," she answered and kissed him. "I'm rapidly beginning to not care."
"That's encouraging," he grinned. "Almost as encouraging as you admitting you want me."
Her hand brushed his cheek. "I've always wanted you. I just never dreamed--" she looked into his eyes. "These feelings are so new for me."
He cupped her hand in his and kissed her palm, "I know. You need to stop analyzing everything and just feel."
"That's a novel idea," she grinned. "I'm not sure I'd know how."
"What you need is a tutor," he told her. "I volunteer."
Willow giggled and and ran her hand down his chest to grip his cock, "You're hired."
"Where did she go?" Buffy asked.
"I don't know. I didn't see her leave," Xander shrugged.
"Do you think she's been acting kind of strange lately?" Buffy said.
"Well, let's see. It's the last week of school. Tomorrow's the last day of finals. Willow skips out on us to hurry home and study. Nope, sounds like the same old Willow to me," Xander answered.
"I don't know," Buffy replied. "I still think something's going on. She'll be at my party Saturday night, and no finals as an excuse to disappear. I'm going to corner her and find out what the hell's going on with her."
"Just be prepared for a very boring explanation." Xander advised. "You know I love her, but she's not exactly mystery girl."
The End
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