Summary: Oz takes his revenge on Willow. Five-minute fic.
Spoilers: Through the fourth season.
Disclaimer: Joss.
Rating: PG
Author's Note: Karen asked me for a W/O fic. So this is for her.
It may or may not be what she had in mind. ;)

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"Oz, I swear." Willow glared at him, tears in her eyes. "If you even think
of touching me one more time... I'll curse you. I will."

"I have no doubt," he said smoothly, reaching for her.

Willow backed away nervously. "Come on. You don't want to do this. Oz...
You- You don't know what you're doing. You're blinded by... It's just
revenge. It's pointless. Please...."

"Revenge can be very important sometimes," he said thoughtfully, still
advancing on her. "It helps cleanse the soul."

Her voice reached a fearful squeak. She backed into a corner. "Please.
No," she pleaded softly, holding her hands in front of her. "I... I can't
take it. I just can't. Not anymore. I... I tried, but it's impossible. I
don't have anything left in me."

His eyes were steady and bright on her. His voice was dark. "I think you
have plenty left."

He reached her and pinned her to the wall, pressing himself intimately
against her. Willow stood rigidly in his arms, and then started in surprise
when he kissed her. The kiss was tender and feather-light and Oz tasted of
her, licking her lips softly, one of his hands delving into her hair. Willow
slowly relaxed against him as his free hand found her breast and then began
traveling lower.

She moaned quietly with pleasure but quickly her moan turned into a shriek.
She tried to twist out of his arms, writhing in his firm embrace. "Let me
go!" she gasped. "Oz!!"

He laughed, low in his throat. "Not a chance."

They tumbled to the floor together and Oz rolled on top of her, holding her
in place underneath him. She continued shrieking at the top of her lungs, a
torrent of tears slipping down her cheeks. She wiggled and moaned and
convulsed in his grasp.

And Oz continued laughing.

After all that they had been through, Willow couldn't believe he was doing
this to her. Through three heartbreaking breakups, three heartwarming
reunions, years of kisses and laughter and love and warmth and trust and...
Magick. She'd had no idea that he was this kind of relentless monster.
She'd believed in him. She'd given herself to him. She'd never expected
this kind of betrayal.

Just because she had done it to him....

Finally her tears ran out and she was gasping, her stomach heaving. Her
convulsed laughter began turning into coughs and Oz paused in his evil
ministrations, looking at her in concern. He rolled over so that he was
lying beside her and touched her hair soothingly. "Hey. Are you okay?"

Slowly her coughs calmed and she nodded with a strangled hiccup. "Yeah."
She wiped at her tears, smiling at him. "All right. But I think you paid me
back all that I deserved and more."

His eyes twinkled, and he leaned forward to kiss her again. "That'll teach
you for waking me up with tickles."

The End


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