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Willow giggled as she took another drink from her bottle. She watched as Anya tried to dance, the ex-demon falling on her butt much to the delight of the six people seated in Giles's living room. "Give it up Anya, you can't dance."

"Can to" Anya said, glaring at the tipsy redhead. She kneeled, taking a bottle from Xander and drinking. "Just don't want to."

"Face it, babe. You can't dance" Xander said.

Giles walked into the room, his eyes roaming over the six drunken teens. He could get arrested if anyone knew he was allowing them to drink. But, they deserved it, he reasoned. Buffy had gone to LA to stay with her father for the summer, claiming she needed to get away from Sunnydale for awhile. Giles frowned as he realized that every summer Buffy felt the need to get away, thus leaving the others to deal with the Hellmouth. His eyes fell on Graham and Tara, the two newest additions to the gang. Riley snorted as Xander got up and tried to dance with Anya. Giles just rolled his eyes, going back up to his bedroom for some peace and quiet.

"Harris, you suck" Riley said, putting his bottle down. He noticed that it was much lighter than it had been and scowled. Buffy had left him. Said she was going to visit her father but he had heard her on the phone talking to some ex-boyfriend, Rafe something or other. He was worried that all the Initiative crap had affected their budding relationship. He hoped he was scared for no reason.

"Shh" Xander said, bringing his finger to his lips. "Don't tell."

Graham just shook his head, finally feeling release for the last few months of stress. Forrest had died...the Initiative had been destroyed...but he had made some new friends. Friends that were completely loyal to each other. He liked belonging to something again. "You're gross, Harris."

"Shut up Miller" Anya said, defending her boyfriend. "Put that nice bottle to those luscious lips and drink."

"Luscious lips?" Graham said, rolling his eyes. He would never admit it, but Anya unnerved him. She was just a bit too sexual for his taste. His eyes fell on Tara and he smiled. She was more his type. Smart and pretty and reserved.

Tara tore her eyes off of Graham's lips and took another drink. She looked at Willow and smiled at her new friend. She owed the redhead so much. For so long, she had not allowed anyone to get close to her. It was only now, after hanging out with these five over the first month of summer vacation, that she realized just how lonely she had been. "Will, want to get some popcorn?"

Willow looked up at Tara's question. She smiled as she saw Graham and her friend avoiding each other's eyes. She thought it was so cute how they had been acting this last month. She was almost glad that Buffy had left for awhile. The last weeks her friend had been in town had been stressful with a lot of harsh words spoken. It was nice to have a breather. She had been sorry to see Spike leave though. He had become a great friend over the past few months, being the only one she could talk to at times. He had had to leave though. She understood his need. He had heard about Angel's problems and admitted to still loving his sire despite everything. With her encouragement and a hopeful call from Angel, he had gone to LA to see if he had a future there. She had heard from him everyday since he had left, and he and Angel were taking things slowly. He seemed happy so that was what mattered to her. "Sure Tara. Popcorn is good. We can see if Giles wants some."

"Nah, he doesn't" Riley said, taking another drink. He looked into curious green eyes and smiled, "He locked himself in his room after checking on us."

Willow smiled, "Good old Giles...checking on us before deserting us..."

She and Tara went to make popcorn as the movie continued playing and more alcohol was consumed.

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"Nuh uh" Xander said, shaking his head. "Not like that."

"How?" Graham and Riley both asked.

The three girls giggled as Xander demonstrated the Snoopy dance again. The two muscular men attempted it, mimicking the younger man. Willow and the other girls clapped. "Yay...you got it."

Riley and Graham grinned proudly and bowed. "Only took an hour," Xander said, laughing as he collapsed beside Anya. "I'm tired."

"Me too" Tara admitted, covering a yawn.

"I'm not," Willow said, taking another drink. She wasn't sure anymore what she was drinking, but it was great. She hadn't felt so relaxed in months. "I want to dance. Dance with me Xander."

"Can't dance" Xander said. "Too fuzzy."

Willow sighed, looking at Graham and Riley. They both shook their heads. "It's late Wills." Riley said, standing. "We should all head home and let Giles have some peace."

"And quiet" Graham added, taking another drink.

"Sounds like a plan, Stan" Xander said, standing. "Shall we, my dear?"

Anya stood and took his arm. "Later gang."

"Talk to you guys tomorrow" Xander said. Remembering how much alcohol he had consumed, he added, "Late tomorrow."

"Well, Finn. Shall we walk these damsels home?" Graham asked, covering a yawn.

"I guess so" Riley said, amusement flickering in his eyes. He felt Willow slap his chest and caught her hand, "No hitting the good guys, Red."

"Well, if I knew any good guys, I'd be sure not to hit them" she responded with a smirk.

"Why, I oughtta" he threatened as they walked rather unsteadily out of Giles' apartment.

"What happens if we run into a demon?" Tara asked, the world spinning around her. She had never been drunk before. It was rather exhilarating in some ways but in others she knew she'd hate it in the morning.

"We dance with him" Willow said, dancing in circles away from the group.

"Nah...we kill it." Riley said. "Dancing is for sissies."

"Hey, I took dance when I was a kid" Graham said, glaring at his friend.

"As I said...." Riley repeated laughing as he ran to catch up to Willow and get away from Graham's threatening fist.

"I have to turn off here" Willow said, reaching a corner. "I'm staying at home remember?"

Graham glanced at Tara and then back at Willow. "I'll walk you, Willow. Don't want anything to get you."

Riley saw the look his friend was giving the blonde and sighed loudly. "No, Miller. You walk Tara. I'll see the fair Lady Red to her door."

"Really?" Graham asked, smiling at his friend. "I owe you Finn."

"Yeah, you do. Now, get. See you two tomorrow" Riley said, watching them leave. "Man, he wants her bad."

Willow laughed, "Not as bad as she wants him."

The two friends took off to walk the remainder of the way to Willow's house. They talked about various things, from Buffy to school. When they reached Willow's door, she saw Riley stumble slightly. "Come on in Finn. You can sleep in the spare room."

"What?" Riley asked. "No. I'm sober. I can make it." He started to turn but ran into the porch. "Well, maybe a small nap."

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"Here's your room" Willow said, turning and running into Riley who was standing right behind her. She caught his eyes, her hazy mind clearing for a bit as a heat swept through her. She hadn't been this close to anyone since Oz had left her junior year. And she'd never been this close to him. She felt Riley's warm breath on her face and could smell the scotch and whiskey as he spoke.

"Thanks Willow" Riley said, his eyes on her face. "Damn, you're gorgeous...so pretty..."

Willow gulped, swaying towards him. She felt her sanity screaming at her to stop, that it was just the alcohol, but she ignored it. She had had a crush on her best friend's boy friend since they had met him in the bookstore. Of course, he had chosen Buffy instead of her. They always did in the end. Not that he ever thought about her in the first place. No, she was just Willow. "The sheets are clean..."

Riley brought his hand up to push a stray lock of red hair off of her face. Why had he never seen it before? He'd become best friends with the redhead, but never seen how beautiful she was. She made Buffy look like a two dollar whore all dressed up in short skirts and make up. Willow's beauty was natural. A part of his brain yelled that it was the alcohol talking but he ignored that annoying voice. Instead, he brought her lips to his. Their tongues met as passion overtook them.

Hands went all over as clothes were ripped and torn. They tumbled to the bed in a tangle of arms and legs. Willow's mouth covered his face, the smell of rum and tequila on her breath as she kissed him. Riley's cock strained against his jeans as he rubbed against her. His mouth found her breasts as she arched up into his lean, hard body. Her hands were in his hair as she writhed underneath him, begging for more. His hand slid down her body, finding her wet folds. She cried out as he brushed his thumb against her clit.

"God, Riley...fuck me...please" Willow cried out, her voice a husky demand in the quiet air. She felt him move away and glanced at him puzzled. She saw him reach into his wallet and remove condom, his eyes never leaving her face as he ripped the package and rolled it onto his hard cock. He moved back onto the bed, his body covering hers. She felt his mouth on her breast and then she felt his cock against her and whimpered as he sunk deep into her. She cried out in pain that was lessened from the alcohol. She thrust up to meet his strokes, kissing his surprised face as they began to move together. She felt his large hand knead her breasts, his wet fingers twisting her nipples as he pistoned into her tight warmth. Soon, they were hanging on to each other as the thrusts became faster and deeper. Willow cried out his name as her fingernails dug into his ass cheeks, urging him closer. She heard his cry as he shot his seed into the condom.

She pushed her hair from her face, looking at his sweaty face. She kissed him deeply, feeling his cock twitch inside her. She smiled slightly as she arched up, wondering how many condoms he had with him.

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Willow felt the sun shining through her window. She whimpered as a pain shot through her head. Keeping her eyes closed, she licked her lips, her mouth dry. She felt another pain in her lower body and her breasts were sore. She climbed through the haziness in her mind and tried to remember what had happened. Last thing she remembered clearly was leaving Graham and Tara at the corner. She suddenly felt something warm and solid beside her....a heave object was laying possessively across her stomach. Her eyes flew open as she looked to her left. As she looked into the still sleeping face of her lover. The still sleeping face of Riley Finn. "Uh oh...."

THE END