Author: Umgaynow
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters... if I did they would certainly have a lot more fun than under the rule of the evil ME empire... I am only using them briefly for my own nefarious and vicarious purposes... I promise to put them back where I found them when I'm done, perhaps slightly rumpled, but not soiled.
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Note: Character thoughts are in italics.

Duh Rosenberg... of course you're being watched... Hellooo... PRIDE... lesbians as far as the eye can see... hot young redhead... well, I don't know about hot... I wouldn't say hot... certainly attractive... pleasant looking... well toned... friendly... yup that's me, friendly as the day is long... Smiley Rosenberg... that's what they called me in kindergarten... Uh-huh... HEY!... What's Buffy doing calling me hot anyway?!?! Supposedly straight Buffy... I mean I've known her forever... surely she would have told me if... NO... EEEW... don't go there... although she does have a really cute ass... EEEEW... STOP! THAT IS SOOOOOO WRONG! Anyway... redhead... uniform... well obviously... there's no denying that... in all it's polyester glory, again EEEEW... yup... gun belt... handcuffs... hmmmmm... not that I'm into that or anything... although I've never actually... well... maybe with the right woman... Pull yourself together here Rosenberg... you're supposed to be on duty, remember? Protecting the populous... not having naughty thoughts about equipment that is really strictly for work usage... bad Willow... surely that would be against the rules and... you know... rules, good and... I wonder if there's a cold shower around here somewhere.

Snapping out of her internal babble, Willow poured a bit of water over her head. Aaaah... most refreshing. As she bent over to shake the water from her red tresses, she caught a flash of black out of the corner of her eye... black leather to be exact. Righting herself again, she casually turned to the stuffing of said leather. Yup, just doing my job... being a cop... keeping an eye on the scene. OK... I was checking her out... I admit it.

Leaning against the tree, was the most beautiful woman Willow had ever seen. A creature of such smoldering sensuality, it didn't seem out of the question that if it should start to rain, steam might rise from her skin. Full, luscious lips, that made Willow's mouth water at just the sight of them... long silky hair the color of toasted wheat... womanly body, all softness and curves... although that last part might have had something to do with the leather bustier she was wearing. In fact, she was in black leather from head to foot... well, neck to foot anyway. Chunky high-heeled boots and tight leather pants accentuating long legs... a black leather bustier with beautiful creamy white... mmmmmmmm... oh yeah... very nice... spilling over the top. God, I'd like to kiss her right there... right on that little freckle to the left of her oh so scrumptious cleavage... and a braided leather choker with a little silver ankh dangling in the hollow of a long, graceful neck. Willow felt positively drunk. Then she noticed something about her object of lust, something odd. She's not even sweating! How does she do that?!?! She's practically wearing a whole cow for goddess sake!! Mmmmmmmm, lucky cow...

Just then the pink tip of a tongue darted out and wetted those gorgeous lips. Oh God, that's gotta be the sexiest thing I've ever seen... Angelina Jolie's got nothing on this one... I bet she's an amazing kisser... those lips... mmmmm... they look so so soft... if only I could suck on that tongue... Hmmmm, I can think of a couple of other things I wouldn't mind su... Damn, Rosenberg! You're supposed to be a professional, for chrissakes... now stop acting like some big ole perv... STEP AWAY FROM THE HOTTIE!