Night Visit

Set in season 3. After Christmas but before Graduation.

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Willow danced around in her room, listening to the radio. A very energetic song had come on and she couldn't help but dance, even if she should be reading for her English class. Willow generally loved the books the English teachers at school assigned, except for the book they were currently reading. It was the most detailed and boring book she'd ever lay eyes on. It had so much description that the plot line was absolutely lost, she couldn't get into it. She was so interested in her dancing and singing that she didn't notice as a small rock flew over her balcony and hit her glass door. As the song ended she sighed and went back to her bed to begin reading, only then hearing the little 'ping' of the rocks hitting the door.  

She went to it, opening the door slowly. A little hesitant to go outside in the dark. She glanced over her balcony and a grin exploded onto her face, her black and blue haired boyfriend looked up at her.  

"Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou?" Willow asked, giggling.  

"May I come up lady?" Oz asked, smiling slightly and beginning to crawl up to her balcony.  

Willow grinned. "But sir, I am only in my nightclothes. . . " she said glancing down at her fuzzy bear night-shirt and bunny slippers.  

Oz smiled at her wolfishly, no pun intended. "Can I not fix that?" He made a playful grab for the hem of her nightshirt and Willow gave a playful squeal and backed up against the banner of her balcony.  

"Hast thou come to take advantage of little ol' me?" Willow asked, eyes wide and innocent.

Oz smiled. "Maybe."  

Willow blinked as Oz moved forward, kissing her softly. She was about to move away, slowly. This was the first time Oz had acted like this, since Christmas. . . she'd been too embarrassed to bring anything up. He ran his hands down her side and began kissing along her jaw line. Landing on her neck he gently began to kiss and suck there.

"Oz. . . my parents are home."  

"Doesn't matter," he said, voice low.

Willow felt his tongue flick out and caress her neck and she let out a small groan. "Oz. . . "

She began to move away, Oz slammed her back against the balcony making her gasp. "Oz! You're hurting me." His hands were circling her arms tightly. He went back to kissing her neck, and then suddenly she felt him bite her. Teeth tearing into her flesh and making her scream. His hand flew to her mouth, keeping her screams muffled. He could feel tears running down the back of his hand as he drank from her. Her mind was panicking, flying everywhere at once before it finally began to descend into darkness.  

Oz chuckled as Willow's body slipped to the ground. Empty eyes staring up at him pitifully. Tears still rolling down her lifeless cheeks.  

"Bet you thought I'd turn you, huh?" he mumbled before leaping over the balcony and landing on the ground. He whistled as he walked away.