Life with Derek/Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Casey/Oz: "Moon Rising"
Title: Moon Rising
Fandom: Life with Derek/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairings: Casey/Oz
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Spoilers: Mentions of Adult content & has the concept of underage sex.
Summary: Casey wakes up naked... and not alone. What happened?
Notes:Written for crossovers50 prompt Moon. Inspired by an Oz/Buffy fanfic I started reading... I just got S3/4/7 for Christmas of BtVS, and well I’ve wanted to write a fanfic for this pairing as soon as I thought of it. I’m planning on writing more Casey/Oz fanfics, if anyone is interested. I know this doesn't have a lot of Derek, sorry, but I'm sure next time there will be!
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Casey MacDonald woke up feeling very satisfied; however the loud bird calls annoyed her. She sighed softly and moved her hand to try and move her pillow over her ears.
Her eyes widened at instead of touching her fluffy pillow, she found warm flesh instead. She let out a surprised squeak as she jumped out of the man’s arms.
The next thing Casey noticed after she let out the squeak was that she was very naked… and so was the guy. She tried to stop thinking, but as she noticed their surroundings her she started to mentally freak out. She wrapped her arms around her chest and folded her legs against her. Because of this, she didn’t realize the guy she had apparently spent the night with had woken up.
The first thing Oz could smell as he woke was fear, worried he opened his eyes and found him staring at a very naked woman. Sitting up, he grimaced. Why does this have to happen to me? Oz thought remembering a couple years ago when something similar to this happened to him. Glancing around he realized they were safely away from anywhere they could be seen by anyone else.
As she glanced around for her clothing, Casey realized the guy was now awake. “Who are you? What did you do to me!?!”
Oz grimaced again, “I’m guessing from your reaction you don’t know what you are.”
“What I am? What are you talking about?”
“I think I should probably explain this later, we need to get dressed.” He breathed in deeply, taking in the smells around them. Her sweet smell almost distracted him, but concentrating, he could smell his crypt with a cage he built when the moon was out was close. “Come on, my place isn’t far from here.”
The girl at first didn’t follow his movements to get up. Casey carefully avoided looking below his chest as she watched him get up. She felt somehow safe with him… but she how could she trust him? She couldn’t even remember how they even got here to begin with. The last thing she remembered was walking up from the library and then suddenly nothing.
Oz stuck out a hand to help her up. “I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.”
As she stood up with the help of him, Casey felt a few stinging cuts on her. Glancing down at her body she found a few slashes but none looked too bad… but as she glanced longer at them, she realized it looked like an animal scratched her, and as she glanced up at his own chest, it mirrored her own. She quickly let go of his hand and he gestured to the way to his place.
She followed him without a word, even though she wanted to ask millions of questions, but she couldn’t find her voice so she kept quiet and followed him, making sure she was aware of her surroundings and ready to run if she needed to.
Within a few minutes they ended up arriving near an old crypt and a blue van. Oz walked over towards his van and opened the back door and pulled out ready clothing for himself. He pulled a bag closer to him and pulled out pants and a shirt for Casey.
After she nodded her thanks, Oz turned around politely and started dressing. Casey repeated his actions; fortunately for her his clothing fit her almost perfect. The pants were slightly small but at that point Casey didn’t care at all.
After they both dressed, they turned to face each other. Oz told her to sit down and she did so. He sat in front of her, and breathed in deeply, hoping to calm his nerves. Except breathing in deeply meant he accidentally took a deep breath of her scent which was definitely was plaguing his mind of images of last night.
Casey cleared her throat, nervously. “So, um, what did you mean… before.”
“There really isn’t no easy way to say this, and you’ll probably not going to believe a thing I’m going to say. But you need to know that I am telling the truth and please believe me.” Oz stated, and Casey nodded slowly, taking in everything. “You’re a werewolf.”
He paused, waiting for Casey’s reaction. She paused, going over what he had said and then burst into laughter. “You’re on drugs right? There is NO such thing as werewolves!”
He expected this was how she was going to react, so he calmly took in her reaction.
Casey realized he wasn’t laughing with her, but looked actually serious about the whole thing. “You’re kidding me, right? Come on, did Derek put you up to this?”
Oz shook his head. “Don’t know who Derek is, but he didn’t set this up, nor did anyone else. Werewolves are real… so are all the other supernatural things.”
“B-But--”
“Have you recently been bitten by anyone lately?” Oz asked. He knew it hadn’t been him. He just arrived in this town a few days ago and he definitely didn’t bite anyone. Casey was about to answer no, but then she remembered the kid she had babysat the night before. The kid bit her by accident while they were playing. He broke skin, but she kept quiet because the kid hadn’t meant too and she hadn’t wanted to get the kid in trouble with his parents.
“Uh… yeah. Yesterday I babysat this kid… and he kind of bit me I guess.” She glanced towards her finger… the bandage was gone, but the cut seemed not as bad as it was. Casey then glanced down at the rest of herself. “So… I’m really a werewolf?”
“Yeah… and I hate to frighten you even more, but you know the myths right?”
“Yeah, human turns into a werewolf when it’s a full moon.”
“We do that, three times a month, but we’re also really dangerous and do not have a lot of control with the animal within us. It’s why I lock myself up on full moons.” Oz stated gesturing over to the crypt. Casey glanced over to it.
“But if you locked yourself in there, how did you get out?”
“Broke out of the cage - probably after I smelled you; we get enhanced strength and speed, along with heightened sense of smell.”
“Really?” Casey breathed in deeply and at first all she could smell was the man infront of her but after concentrating she could smell other stuff as well including the dirty clothes and the old take out food that was in the van, as well as other animals that had passed through this area. She opened her eyes in surprise, but then slightly calmed down. “What happened last night? I don’t remember a thing.”
“That’s one of the affects of being a werewolf… you can’t really remember what you did during your time as one. The transformation usually blocks the memory, but with time you can usually get glimpses during the time. I can only get a few glimpses last night and well… it was what it looked like happened.”
“Oh…” Casey finally stated after pausing. Surprisingly she didn’t feel very surprised at this information. She had already figured it, although she hadn’t really wanted to admit it to herself. I lost my virginity and I’m a werewolf… this has to be the most interesting weekend I’ve ever had. Casey thought to herself. She wanted desperately to laugh at herself. Derek was going to pay big time for making her go and baby-sit that kid instead of himself.
“I’m Oz by the way.”
“Casey,” she said, finally letting out a smile. She wasn’t sure how she was going to get through this, but she had a feeling Oz was going to help her.
THE END.
Fandom: Life with Derek/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairings: Casey/Oz
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Spoilers: Mentions of Adult content & has the concept of underage sex.
Summary: Casey wakes up naked... and not alone. What happened?
Notes:Written for crossovers50 prompt Moon. Inspired by an Oz/Buffy fanfic I started reading... I just got S3/4/7 for Christmas of BtVS, and well I’ve wanted to write a fanfic for this pairing as soon as I thought of it. I’m planning on writing more Casey/Oz fanfics, if anyone is interested. I know this doesn't have a lot of Derek, sorry, but I'm sure next time there will be!
[ ...Table... ]
Casey MacDonald woke up feeling very satisfied; however the loud bird calls annoyed her. She sighed softly and moved her hand to try and move her pillow over her ears.
Her eyes widened at instead of touching her fluffy pillow, she found warm flesh instead. She let out a surprised squeak as she jumped out of the man’s arms.
The next thing Casey noticed after she let out the squeak was that she was very naked… and so was the guy. She tried to stop thinking, but as she noticed their surroundings her she started to mentally freak out. She wrapped her arms around her chest and folded her legs against her. Because of this, she didn’t realize the guy she had apparently spent the night with had woken up.
The first thing Oz could smell as he woke was fear, worried he opened his eyes and found him staring at a very naked woman. Sitting up, he grimaced. Why does this have to happen to me? Oz thought remembering a couple years ago when something similar to this happened to him. Glancing around he realized they were safely away from anywhere they could be seen by anyone else.
As she glanced around for her clothing, Casey realized the guy was now awake. “Who are you? What did you do to me!?!”
Oz grimaced again, “I’m guessing from your reaction you don’t know what you are.”
“What I am? What are you talking about?”
“I think I should probably explain this later, we need to get dressed.” He breathed in deeply, taking in the smells around them. Her sweet smell almost distracted him, but concentrating, he could smell his crypt with a cage he built when the moon was out was close. “Come on, my place isn’t far from here.”
The girl at first didn’t follow his movements to get up. Casey carefully avoided looking below his chest as she watched him get up. She felt somehow safe with him… but she how could she trust him? She couldn’t even remember how they even got here to begin with. The last thing she remembered was walking up from the library and then suddenly nothing.
Oz stuck out a hand to help her up. “I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.”
As she stood up with the help of him, Casey felt a few stinging cuts on her. Glancing down at her body she found a few slashes but none looked too bad… but as she glanced longer at them, she realized it looked like an animal scratched her, and as she glanced up at his own chest, it mirrored her own. She quickly let go of his hand and he gestured to the way to his place.
She followed him without a word, even though she wanted to ask millions of questions, but she couldn’t find her voice so she kept quiet and followed him, making sure she was aware of her surroundings and ready to run if she needed to.
Within a few minutes they ended up arriving near an old crypt and a blue van. Oz walked over towards his van and opened the back door and pulled out ready clothing for himself. He pulled a bag closer to him and pulled out pants and a shirt for Casey.
After she nodded her thanks, Oz turned around politely and started dressing. Casey repeated his actions; fortunately for her his clothing fit her almost perfect. The pants were slightly small but at that point Casey didn’t care at all.
After they both dressed, they turned to face each other. Oz told her to sit down and she did so. He sat in front of her, and breathed in deeply, hoping to calm his nerves. Except breathing in deeply meant he accidentally took a deep breath of her scent which was definitely was plaguing his mind of images of last night.
Casey cleared her throat, nervously. “So, um, what did you mean… before.”
“There really isn’t no easy way to say this, and you’ll probably not going to believe a thing I’m going to say. But you need to know that I am telling the truth and please believe me.” Oz stated, and Casey nodded slowly, taking in everything. “You’re a werewolf.”
He paused, waiting for Casey’s reaction. She paused, going over what he had said and then burst into laughter. “You’re on drugs right? There is NO such thing as werewolves!”
He expected this was how she was going to react, so he calmly took in her reaction.
Casey realized he wasn’t laughing with her, but looked actually serious about the whole thing. “You’re kidding me, right? Come on, did Derek put you up to this?”
Oz shook his head. “Don’t know who Derek is, but he didn’t set this up, nor did anyone else. Werewolves are real… so are all the other supernatural things.”
“B-But--”
“Have you recently been bitten by anyone lately?” Oz asked. He knew it hadn’t been him. He just arrived in this town a few days ago and he definitely didn’t bite anyone. Casey was about to answer no, but then she remembered the kid she had babysat the night before. The kid bit her by accident while they were playing. He broke skin, but she kept quiet because the kid hadn’t meant too and she hadn’t wanted to get the kid in trouble with his parents.
“Uh… yeah. Yesterday I babysat this kid… and he kind of bit me I guess.” She glanced towards her finger… the bandage was gone, but the cut seemed not as bad as it was. Casey then glanced down at the rest of herself. “So… I’m really a werewolf?”
“Yeah… and I hate to frighten you even more, but you know the myths right?”
“Yeah, human turns into a werewolf when it’s a full moon.”
“We do that, three times a month, but we’re also really dangerous and do not have a lot of control with the animal within us. It’s why I lock myself up on full moons.” Oz stated gesturing over to the crypt. Casey glanced over to it.
“But if you locked yourself in there, how did you get out?”
“Broke out of the cage - probably after I smelled you; we get enhanced strength and speed, along with heightened sense of smell.”
“Really?” Casey breathed in deeply and at first all she could smell was the man infront of her but after concentrating she could smell other stuff as well including the dirty clothes and the old take out food that was in the van, as well as other animals that had passed through this area. She opened her eyes in surprise, but then slightly calmed down. “What happened last night? I don’t remember a thing.”
“That’s one of the affects of being a werewolf… you can’t really remember what you did during your time as one. The transformation usually blocks the memory, but with time you can usually get glimpses during the time. I can only get a few glimpses last night and well… it was what it looked like happened.”
“Oh…” Casey finally stated after pausing. Surprisingly she didn’t feel very surprised at this information. She had already figured it, although she hadn’t really wanted to admit it to herself. I lost my virginity and I’m a werewolf… this has to be the most interesting weekend I’ve ever had. Casey thought to herself. She wanted desperately to laugh at herself. Derek was going to pay big time for making her go and baby-sit that kid instead of himself.
“I’m Oz by the way.”
“Casey,” she said, finally letting out a smile. She wasn’t sure how she was going to get through this, but she had a feeling Oz was going to help her.
THE END.