and Angel belong to Joss Whedon, my own personal God. I mean them no
theyre just kinda fun to play with.
Like that, do you?
Oh, God, yeah
Youre making me harder,
Shush! Dont start
that. Im trying to work here, you know? For you? Boss man?
Tall, dark, handsome vampire-man that owns the company?
Angel grabbed the office chair that Willow
was sitting in while he massaged her shoulders, spinning it around so that she faced
him, Willow, its my first night in Chicago with you, and I really
dont want to spend it sitting in your office watching your fingers dance across that
keyboard instead of dancing across me, he said, kneeling on the floor in front
of her, a twinkle in his eye.
I just have a few things to finish
up, and then Im all yours, she leaned forward planting a kiss on his
lips, Please? Just a little while longer? she stuck her
bottom lip out in what Angel had dubbed her new resolve face, a combination of her old
resolve face and a pout.
Thats not playing
fair, he mumbled, capturing her bottom lip gently between his teeth,
I cant say no to you when you do that and you know it. Not fair.
Willow briefly deepened the kiss, pressing
her tongue quickly into his mouth before pulling away, I love you,
she informed him, spinning back around in her chair to face her monitor, a triumphant grin
on her face.
Angel sighed and went to sit on the corner
of the conference table sitting in the center of her office. Watching Willow work at
her computer, he thought back over the past two years, the glorious two years since Willow
came back into his life. Stumbling over that flowerpot had been the best thing that
had ever happened to him. Staying away from her for a year had been the stupidest
thing hed ever done. But they were making things right now, or trying to.
Living on opposite sides of the country was
hell on earth for both of them. Angel had convinced Willow not to move to Los
Angeles until he had a chance to rid the city of a new master vampire that had settled in
town, and she reluctantly agreed.
Instead, they had compromised and settled
on monthly visits. Angel, as a result of Willows resolve face, had bought a
small plane for the companys use, and either Willow would fly to Los Angeles for a
long weekend, or Angel would travel to Chicago, not a small feat for Willow to accomplish
considering Angels fear of being trapped on a airplane during the day.
The trips were too short, breathless, and
wonderful. They spent the better part of their days and nights in bed together,
quivering masses of sweaty flesh and limbs tangled in passion tempered by the tears that
invariably came whenever the time came for one of them to leave. Willow tried to be
strong and tried to hold back the tears, but they came nevertheless.
She was still a young woman, only a year
out of college. Her twenty-fourth birthday was approaching and every time she looked
in the mirror, she saw a woman that was growing older every day, while her boyfriend never
aged. Angel wouldnt want her in a few years, she knew. It would become
too awkward for both of them, and the one thing that could keep this from happening,
changing her, Angel refused to do.
Willow knew it was stupid for her to want
to be a vampire, but she loved Angel desperately. Although Angel assured her that
they had many years to be happy together, Willow knew better. Her estimation was ten
years, at the very most. She couldnt imagine, wouldnt even allow herself
to think about, letting Angel watch her grow old and die.
The thought scared the hell out of
her. Every once in a while, she would get a glimpse in her mind, a picture of what
it would be like for her to be eighty years old with Angel taking care of her, seeing the
pity and pain in his eyes while he watched her wither away. She couldnt face
that possibility. And she also couldnt face the possibility of their break up
a few years down the road.
Would she be the one to do it, or would
Angel? No, she knew Angel better than that. His heart was too big, as was his
love and devotion to her. He would stay by her side no matter what, trying valiantly
to convince her that her aging and her looks didnt matter to him, that he loved her
all the same, and still felt as passionately about her.
But that was impossible. How could he
ever be attracted to an old woman? He would still love her, but would he still not
be able to keep his hands off of her? She knew that passion such as that didnt
last anyway. The psychologists that she had studied in college all claimed that it
lasted no longer than six months to two years.
Even knowing that, Willow couldnt
accept the thought of letting Angel watch her age. And Angel, being the sensible one
of the two, refused to even entertain the thought of turning her into the monster that he
was. He knew that shed be different. Willow was a dreamer, a beautiful,
tender, thoughtful dreamer. She had no idea how hard it was to do battle with the
demon inside you every minute of every day. True, the demon could never fully gain
control of him again. Tinkerbell had taken care of that little problem.
But the demon was still there, he
hadnt be banished. He hovered beneath the surface, longing for a taste of what
Angel had. He humored him sometimes, let him show himself a tiny bit. Now that
Angel knew his soul was permanent, he could do things like that, knowing that he would be
able to rein the control back into his hands when necessary. Angel had developed a
sense of humor, allowing his biting wit, and sometimes sarcasm, to come out more
often. This was his demon. Angels intelligence grew every day that he
lived. Over his two hundred and fifty years, he learned volumes, and his demon loved
to show off that side of him, to taunt people with it. Xander was a fun target,
although now that he accepted Angel as Willows other half, Angel backed off, both
because despite their best efforts, they were becoming friends, and because Xander had
grown up to be quite a man, and Angel respected him.
The demon also begged for playing time
during sex, which had caused several rather heated battles between himself and Willow
after some of their more passionate encounters. Willow felt like he was holding back
from her, and Angel was terrified that he would hurt her. Willow understood his
fear, but also understood that Angel could never hurt her. She knew that if she ever
told Angel to stop anything that he was doing, no matter how much the demon might think he
was in control, Angel could immediately stop it. But Angel would never allow it to
get to that point, never allow himself even the smallest pleasure that he knew he would
get from a tiny taste of her blood, or even from the smallest bit of rough sex that he
knew the demon, and, to a certain extent, Willow, wanted.
They had teased each other about it a
little as the couple grew more familiar with each other. It started with Willow
teasing him about a spanking, and then Angel had allowed things to get too carried away in
Las Vegas. His dark, dominant nature had come forth, and Willow had played along
with it every step of the way. After he had time to think about it, he was shocked
that Willow had been so accepting of what he did to her that night, and had also seemed to
They had never really talked about it, the
orders that he had given her, the way she had opened herself up to him, and they had never
approached sex that same way again after that.
But, he wanted to, and he knew that she
wanted to. The first time Willow traveled to Los Angeles, she bit him during
sex. Not a big bite, but small nibbles along his neck. He had been too
far-gone to stop her, too close to his orgasm and she pushed him right over the
edge. He had chastised her about it afterwards, and she played it off.
Several times since then, she had tried
again but he wouldnt allow it, and thats usually when the fighting
started. She would give in to him, and they would both reach their climaxes, and
then Willow would start in on him, feeling insecure that Angel must be finding that
release elsewhere. No matter what he did or said, he couldnt convince her that
he didnt need that, that his orgasms were powerful enough without the rough
sex. Willow would try to convince him that if hed change her, he could do
whatever he wanted with her, and Angel would argue that he could, and would, never change
her, that he loved her exactly how she was, and that he was a completely
sexually-satisfied vampire. Willow would pout, Angel would coo and coddle and
whisper words of love in her ears, and shed relent and theyd end up making
love again, usually tender and sweet and slow, and all would be forgotten, at least,
But it was still something that hung over
their heads, another obstacle in their impossible relationship, a relationship that was
doomed to end with someone being broken-hearted beyond repair.
Hmmm? he answered, his
thoughts being broken by Willows voice.
we can go
Willow walked over to where Angel was
perched on the table and he wrapped his arms around her waste, pulling her closer.
dont think I can
wait, he grinned at her, Ever done it on this table?
Willow opened her mouth to speak, but Angel
shushed her, Nevermind
if you have, I dont want to know about
I havent, she
answered, bringing her hands to rest on his shoulders, but theres a
first time for everything, I suppose
Trailing the fingers of her left hand down
his chest, her hand came to rest on the bulge in his pants, massaging him. She felt
him growing harder beneath her fingers as she fumbled with his belt buckle and zipper
before releasing his enormous erection.
Taking him in her hands, she dropped to her
knees on the floor in front of him, taking him in her mouth. Over the past several
months, her techniques had greatly improved under Angels tutelage. His
hands gripped the edge of the table as Willow sank her mouth around him, sucking hard
before moving back to the head of his cock, making sweeping circles with her tongue around
the tip, worrying the little slit on the end with damning slowness. Her hands
caressed his balls, kneading them between her nimble fingers as she brought him closer to
climax with her talented mouth. Angel gripped the back of her head with his
hands, readying himself for his release, but Willow pulled back suddenly.
Looking up into his confused eyes, she
wrapped her hand around him, pumping him vigorously. Willow could tell how
close he was as his eyes suddenly clenched shut and his hips thrust up off the
table. She swept her tongue across the tip of his cock one last time before moving
her mouth to his inner thigh, her cheek close enough to brush against his shaft.
Not pausing to think, she continued to pump
him as she sank her teeth into the tender skin just below the juncture of his thighs,
biting him hard.
WILLOW! he screamed,
tangling his hands in her hair to pull her away as he climaxed uncontrollably. His
cold fluid splashed against her cheek as she quickly turned her head to capture him in her
His body betrayed him as he tried to get
away from her, anger pouring off him in waves, yet unable to stop himself from thrusting
down her eager throat as she drained him.
Sitting back on her heels, she looked up to
the table at Angel. His head thrown back, he grasped tightly to the edge of the
table, white-knuckled. After a couple of moments, he calmed slightly, enough to
reach between his own body to feel the area that she had bitten.
Pulling his hand away, he held it up for
his inspection, seeing the blood on his fingers. His dark, angry eyes met hers.
Is this what you want,
Willow? he asked waving his hand in her face, Is this really the
way you want things to be between us?
Shut up, Willow. I can give you
want you want. Youve pressed this issue for months
You want it
rough? I hope youre ready for what that means, little girl, because I
dont think youve quite considered the ramifications of whats about to
happen. But then youve made it quite clear that you dont care, do
Willow had never seen him so angry.
His normally soft eyes were harsh and darker than she had ever seen them, almost
black. The muscles in his jaws were twitching just beneath the surface, and she knew
he was struggling not to slip into his game face.
Too late for words, Willow.
He jumped off the table and grabbed her by
the back of the head, pulling her to her feet, crushing his lips against hers. She
struggled only briefly before returning the kiss with equal passion, both determined to
play out this game, both wanting to see how far the other would take it.
He pushed her away, seeing the glazed look
on her face, her lips swollen from the intensity of the kiss. He had tasted his own
blood in her mouth and the result was his increased anger and arousal. He reached
out, grabbing the collar of her shirt in his hands and ripped it open. She shrugged
out of it as he grabbed her skirt, ripping that off, too. The force of his efforts
caused her to stumble into him and she tried to wrap her arms around him, but he stopped
her, roughly pushing her back again.
this is no time for
tenderness. You made that perfectly clear.
Angel couldnt control what was
happening. He tried to stop, but the anger consumed him, anger at Willow and anger
at himself for the intense arousal that he was experiencing. This was what he had
been afraid of, why he wouldnt allow the biting or the rough sex that Willow had
been pushing for. He had been holding back with her, but not in the way that she
thought. He loved her and their moments of passion were beautiful and
exhausting. When he told her that he didnt need bloodshed to reach his climax,
he meant it. His love for Willow was all-consuming enough.
But now she had taken it too far, and he
couldnt stop. A tiny part of his mind told him not to do this, knowing that it
was too dangerous, but the demon squelched that voice and took over the control.
Angel felt as if he was helpless to prevent what was happening, and, as angry and
frightened as he was, he wondered if he really wanted to stop it. His erection had
returned as soon as Willow had finished her task, and it was almost painful.
Whatever was happening, whatever was going to happen, he had lost control of the part of
himself that made love to Willow.
He urgently removed the rest of her
clothing and spun her around to face the table.
Bend over, Willow, he
said, barely containing his voice through clenched teeth.
whispered, realizing that the game was out of control.
Bend over, Willow, he
repeated, harshly emphasizing each word.
Complying with his demand, she leaned
across the table, resting her head on her arms, trembling.
Angel removed his own clothing and moved to
stand behind Willow. Raising his hand, he brought it down on her bare cheeks.
She leapt as he made the contact, trying to
move from his wrath, but he was faster, holding her securely down on the table with one
hand pressed into the small of her back.
Again and again, he rained blows down on
her backside, and with each blow, his cock surged. Tears were sliding down her face,
yet Angel could sense her arousal. He stopped with the spanking and reached between
her legs, quickly plunging three fingers into her weeping sex.
Is this what you want, Willow?
Is it really? he bent down to whisper in her ear, Even if
its not, its a little too late now, isnt it? You wanted to play
this game, so lets play.
He removed his fingers from her core and
rubbed his wet hand over her reddened cheeks.
she moaned beneath
He ignored her as he spread her cheeks open
with his other hand and wormed a finger into her tight hole.
This is what you wanted, Willow,
right? he wiggled the finger inside of her, You wanted it
Pulling his finger from her, he quickly
forced it back inside, this time adding another finger. He maneuvered his fingers
inside of her, stretching her before adding a third finger.
Does it hurt, Willow?
She could do nothing but moan.
Because, Willow, you did this.
He removed his hand and positioned himself
behind her, grabbing his hard cock between his hands, pumping himself several times.
Placing the head at the entrance of her tiny puckered opening, he plunged inside, ripping
a scream from Willow.
She pounded her fists on the table angrily
as he pulled almost all the way out of her body before forcing himself to thrust back
inside. He grabbed her hips tightly and began an angry, hard rhythm. He
pounded her small body so hard against the table that the sensible part of him almost took
the control back, afraid that he was going to crush her hips between his body and the
table. Willow gripped the opposite edge of the table, crying out each time Angel
thrust into her.
It felt nothing like it had in Las
Vegas. Angel had been domineering then, but he had also been tender and
loving. There was no tenderness in what he was doing to her now, and, although she
was terrified of him, she couldnt stop the wetness she felt seeping down her legs.
Angel gripped her shoulders and began
pulling her back against him with each of his thrusts. He knew that shed have
his handprints bruised into her shoulders for days to come, but he didnt care.
He dragged his fingers down her back, leaving long, red welts in their wake, and Willow
clenched her muscles tight around his cock. He reached below her body and angrily
pinched her clitoris as he screamed and emptied himself inside her. Her body spasmed
as she joined him, coming in waves as she nearly blacked out from the intensity of their
Angel quickly pulled out of her and began
Angel? she whimpered.
He met her green eyes, and slowly shook his
head, I dont want this.
No, Willow. I made my position
on this perfectly clear, but you wouldnt respect my wishes, he walked
towards the door.
Where are you going?
Home. I cant be around
Several months later in Los Angeles
He stood in the shadows watching Angel
fight another vampire, admiring his fighting techniques as Angel quickly dusted the young,
Angel brushed the dust from his
clothes, You can come out, Whistler. I know youre there.
How? Whistler asked,
stepping out from the darkness.
I can smell you, Angel
snarled with a dangerous smirk, What are you doing here?
We need to talk, Angel.
Whats up? Angel
asked as the two started to walk out of the dark alley.
Shes in trouble.
Who? Angel asked.
Your redhead. The little
What? What do you mean
shes in trouble? Angel spun, grabbing Whistler and pinning him against
Angel hadnt talked to Willow since he
left Chicago that night. Everything had gone horribly wrong. He should have
been in better control, should have been able to prevent what happened from happening, but
couldnt. The trip was to have been so special.
Angel had finally defeated the master, and he was gone. He was going to ask Willow
to move to LA with him. The timing had finally been right for them to be together,
but it had been ruined. Whether it was his fault or Willows fault, it
didnt matter. It was over now.
Answer me! What kind of
Put me down, Angel, and Ill
Angel dropped the smaller man.
Youve still got some temper,
Angel. You really ought to learn to control that better, he chuckled,
not noticing the dangerous look that Angel shot him.
If shes hurt
Calm down, Angel
shes in trouble, not hurt.
What are you talking
about? Whistler was right, Angel wasnt doing a very good job controlling
his anger, but if Willow needed his help, and Whistler was holding back from him, Angel
would rip the head off the demon.
It appears that shes decided to
take matters into her own hands.
Quit being so cryptic.
Did she ask you to change her?
Lots of ti
vampire?! Angel bellowed.
not a vampire.
But she wants to be immortal, doesnt she?
Angel slammed him against the wall
again, Tell me what the fuck is going on.
Youre little witch is very
powerful, and shes about to become immortal.
A demon? Like me?
a demon like
me. She has way too much goodness in her soul to be
The hurt look in Angels eyes stopped
him in the middle of his sentence.
I didnt mean it like that,
Angel. I know what you think of yourself. I know how hard it is for you to
separate your demon from what you really are. I mean that shes about to become
a demon like me in the sense that shell be on our team.
Ive got to stop it
cant let her do this. She doesnt know what shes doing.
She does know, and its too
Then why are you even
here? Angel hissed at him, If its too late, why are you
Because shes going to need
you. Its already started and you cant stop it. But you can be
there for her when she wakes up.
She wont be my Willow
Quit being so dramatic.
Shes still going to be the exact same person and you know it. And, besides,
from what shes told me, shes not been your Willow for a while now, has
She told you?
She loves you more than you deserve,
and I dont mean because youre a vampire thats done some very bad
things. I mean because you destroyed her when you walked out. All she wanted
to do was please you, and you walked out on her. Why?
What kind of answer is that?
Angel grew silent for a moment before
The only one I have.
Angel and Whistler were on the company
plane less than two hours later. Whistler had found him early enough in the evening
that theyd be able to make it to Chicago while it was still dark. A car was
waiting at the airport to whisk them off to Willows apartment.
As Angel readied himself to knock on the
door, Whistler pulled a key out of his pocket and opened the door. Angel rushed
inside looking for Willow.
The bedroom, Angel.
Angel hurried into the room finding the
redhead sleeping soundly.
You left her here alone?
Angel turned to glare at Whistler standing in the doorway.
I knew she wouldnt be waking up
yet. Itll still be a couple of days.
She couldnt defend herself, you
No need for her to, Angel.
Shes been perfectly safe here.
Im going, Im going
She should wake up in a couple of days.
Angel spent the next three days pacing
around the apartment. He found all of Willows papers and discovered what had
happened. It wasnt exactly an ascension, but it was close enough. Willow
wasnt going to become a pure demon, and no demon was coming to inhabit her
body. Willow was being given a power. He read over the spell. It was
like nothing that he had ever seen or heard of before. She would be immortal,
subject to all the terms and conditions of the other immortals that he had come
across. She wouldnt age, and would go on living forever unless she was
decapitated, a thought that made Angel nauseated.
He was angry with her, but knew he
couldnt leave until he was certain that she was all right. She had done this
for him. She was young and foolish, and Angel cursed himself for ever allowing their
relationship to begin. He should have known better. Willow was an
idealist. It was one of the many things that he loved about her. She believed
in a better world, believed in places where dreams could come true. And he had loved
her, and he had left her when she needed him the most.
Angel couldnt imagine what would
happen next, what she would be like when she woke up. Whistler had assured him that
she would be the same, and the research he found in her apartment backed up his
assertions. But Angel knew that there were no certainties in magic. One wrong
word, one misspoken sentence and it could all change.
And why wasnt she waking up? It
was time. The spell said that she should sleep for around a hundred hours, and those
hundred hours had now passed. Angel took to sitting in a chair beside her in the
bedroom, watching, studying her face for a sign of movement. Her shallow breathing
let him know that she was, at least, partly still with him.
He didnt move from the chair.
Whistler had finally come back around, bringing Angel blood, and standing vigil in the
doorway, watching Angel watching Willow. He saw the love that Angel had for Willow,
mixed with the anger over what she had done. They had a long road ahead of them, he
knew, but, at least now they had the time to heal, and Whistler knew thats what
Willow wanted. Whistler slipped away again, knowing it was nearly time, and they
would need to be alone.
Her eyes finally fluttered open,
immediately focusing on Angels. The tenseness and anger that he had been
feeling for the past days gave way to tenderness and relief when he saw her fathomless
green eyes staring back at him and knew that she was still the same Willow.
Uncertainty and fear, along with salty tears, shone from her eyes.
Hey, Tink, he said
gently, using the nickname he hadnt uttered in months, Youve
really done it this time, havent you?
Anger flashed across her face,
Get out, she choked at him.
If youre going to start fussing
at me, just leave. She rose from the bed, a bit unsteady, but of her own will.
Im not here to fuss at
you. Im here to help.
I dont need your help, and
youve made it clear that you dont want to be around me.
Stop it, Willow. Just
stop. You dont know anything about what Im feeling or what Im
thinking. If you dont want me
dont want me here
you do this?
Because Im a stupid little girl
that doesnt know what shes doing. Thats what youre thinking,
As a matter of fact, yes,
Angel scowled at her.
Willow launched herself at him, knocking
him back into the wall. Angel was momentarily stunned, less from her new strength
than from the shock of realizing the power of her new strength. Willow hadnt
even realized what she had done.
She pulled back and punched him square in
the face sending blood gushing from his nose, Ouch, Willow. Damn it,
Oh, God, Angel? she
stopped in her tracks, suddenly realizing that once upon a time she could have never
overpowered Angel like that.
She stumbled backwards, sitting on the edge
of the bed. Angel watched her for a moment, almost amused by the shock on her
face. He walked into the bathroom and grabbed a handful of tissues and holding them
to his nose before walking back into the bedroom and sitting beside her on the bed.
Tears had begun flowing anew down her face.
You could have never gotten off a
punch like that if I had been expecting it. Youre not that strong,
he tried to inject a little humor into the situation.
He put his arm tenderly around her
shoulders and pulled her against him, Were going to get through this,
They sat together like that for many long,
silent minutes as Willow cried and Angel caressed her back. He finally felt her sobs
begin to subside, but she made no effort to move from her position pressed up against him.
Hows your nose? she
stopped. You were a little off center, so its not broken, but well work
If youre going to be fighting
alongside me in Los Angeles, Im going to have to teach you how to fight. All
that new power doesnt mean anything if you dont have technique.
you know I cant stay
here, and if you hadnt bitten my thigh four months ago, I would have gotten the
chance to tell you that the master was defeated and it was time for you to move to LA with
you still want me to
Tinkerbell, he began,
turning her body to face him, I love you. You shouldnt have done
I wont pretend for a minute that I like it, but its done, so we
have to deal with it. You and I are going to be together for a very long time,
and you cant imagine how hard its going to be. But, I dont want to
worry about that right now, and I dont want you to, either
no worries. Right
now, all I want to think about is getting you packed up and moved to LA with me, teaching
you how to defend yourself, and how good it feels to be able to have my arms around you
Im sorry, Angel.
apologize for this.
Im not apologizing for
this. Im not sorry that I get to live forever with you. Im sorry
for what happened last time
Im sorry for what I did. I shouldnt
have done that.
Im sorry that I wasnt
able to stay in control
I didnt want you to.
Angel, I wanted to see you lose control
I wanted to feel you lose control.
Well deal with it
did to you
was exactly what I wanted you
You couldnt have wanted
Dont start telling me what I
want and what I dont want again
Angel released an exasperated sigh,
You certainly are a natural redhead, Tink.
And dont you ever forget
Never. And since I cant
tell you what you want, why dont you tell me?
what do you want right
How do you feel?
Willow thought about the question for a
moment before answering, Good. Angel, I feel really good
like I know I made the right decision.
Angel quirked his eyebrow at her.
I know you dont think I made
the right decision, but I did. I know I did, Angel.
Who I am to tell you any
What are we now, Angel?
Im a vampire, and youre
I dont know the name for what you are, Willow
Thats not what I mean.
Us. What are us, er, we?
Angel sighed, Were the
same thing weve always been
Thats it? Just
The best kind of friends,
he answered her with a twinkle in his eye.
You ask a lot of questions,
Willow, we are whatever we want us to
be. If youre asking if were still lovers, well
I dont think
we can ever stop being that.
you still want to touch
Angel didnt know whether to laugh at
her question, or push her back on the bed and show her exactly how badly he still wanted
to touch her.
I very much still want to touch
you. My desire for you hasnt gone anywhere, he leaned forward and
their lips met tenderly.
I love you, Angel.
I love you.
Angel ordered a pizza for Willow while she
took a long shower. She came out wearing sweats and a t-shirt and Angel
couldnt stop smiling at her.
What? she asked.
Not exactly a black
I didnt think the pizza guy
needed to see that.
Pizza guys long
Maybe after I eat, Ill go dig
I didnt really think Id ever get the chance to wear it
Im sorry, Tink.
Stop it. Weve both
apologized, now lets forget it. For now, anyway. Please?
Oh, my God
What?! she asked,
I just realized that Im going
to have to live forever with your resolve face! he said, a mocking tone in his
dark, sultry voice, Think Ill ever grow immune to it?
Not a chance
I can change it at
will, and you know that.
Eat, he ordered.
She consumed the entire pizza, something
she could never do before even if it had been five days since shed eaten anything.
Angel watched, impressed and bemused, as
she piled the pizza away.
As she finished the last piece, she closed
the box and pushed it away, That was probably really gross to watch,
Interesting? Yes, he laughed.
when was the last
time you took a shower?
Probably more recently than
I just took one.
Thats not what I meant, but
Im assuming that youre trying to give me a not-so-subtle clue that Im
going to have to shower before youre going to let me touch you.
Yep, she giggled,
standing to remove the pizza box and stuff it in the trashcan.
Fine, he stood from the
table, pulling his t-shirt over his head.
Willow admired the taut, rippled muscles in
his stomach, moving towards him without a will of her own.
Ah, ah, ah
admonished, grabbing her hands before she could touch him, You said I had to
shower first, he leaned forward and planted a wet kiss on her nose.
Its a womans prerogative
to change her mind.
Yeah, but even I agree that I
stink. Ill be back in a few
and dont bother with the nightie
it wont be on long enough for me to admire it, he flashed her the grin
that always made her weak in the knees.
She moved to the couch in the living room
as she heard Angel start the shower. She sat with her hands in her lap trying hard
to forget that he was in the other room, wet and naked.
Angel felt a cool breeze as Willow slid
into the bathroom. He hadnt really expected her to join him, but he was
certainly glad that she had.
She pulled back the curtain and stepped in
behind him, running her hands across his smooth back.
You already showered, he
I want to wash your hair.
I want to wash your hair.
Ive always wanted to wash your hair. Now, hand me that bottle.
He complied, never realizing that the sound
of a shampoo bottle opening could be so erotic.
Willow placed one hand in his hair, pushing
his head forward under the spray from the nozzle. His head hung under the water as
Willow ran her other hand down across his back and his buttocks, sliding her hand down his
hips as she pressed herself against him.
She brought her hand back up along his
legs, reaching around to his front to briefly cup his erection.
< Wet, naked, and hard
> she thought to herself.
Angel took her hand in his own, moving them
to rest on his stomach.
I thought you wanted to wash my
hair, he groaned.
Im getting there,
she reached up, running her hand across his chest, feeling his hard nipples, hugging his
body to hers.
She finally pulled away and took the
shampoo bottle back in her hands, pouring a generous amount in her palm. Reaching
up, she pressed the palm against his scalp, lightly massaging the creamy liquid into his
hair. Bringing her other hand up to his head, she begin caressing his scalp
carefully, running her fingers through his wet, soapy hair, deliberately, slowly. He
moaned with the agonizing tenderness that she was showing him. Her body was still
pressed against his, and she couldnt help trying to grind her hips against
him. However, she was much shorter than he was, and as a result, she ended up
rubbing her chest against his strong back, which was almost as good.
Angel felt the her pebble-hard nipples
pressing against him, and his cock jumped in response. Willow chose that moment to
increase the pressure on his scalp, pulling his head back as her fingers continued to
massage him. She stepped back a little, allowing the smallest of space between their
bodies. Her soapy hands retraced the path she had created just minutes before,
slower this time, pausing to rub and knead every inch of skin she came in contact with.
By the time her hands found his erection
again, most of the shampoo had been rinsed away by the water.
Im glad I use a mild
shampoo, she giggled, grabbing the bottle from the shelf behind her and
bringing it around to the front of their bodies.
Again, she slowly squeezed a generous
amount into her palm, knowing Angel was watching her hands by the way she could feel his
stomach tightening in anticipation.
Languidly, she rubbed her hands together
before reaching back down to touch his penis. Taking him in both of her hands, she
covered his shaft with long, slow, hard strokes, pulling forward on him. Angel
reached out, bracing himself on the wall with both his hands. His head hung forward,
watching her hands. She continued her hard strokes with one hand, while the other
slipped lower to take cup his balls in her hand. She kneaded them with the same
agonizing slowness that she pumped his cock with, relishing the feeling of being the one
in control for once, knowing that at this moment she could get Angel to do whatever she
But, this wasnt about control.
This was about pleasure and being back with the man she loved, forever. She
increased the speed of her strokes only slightly, feeling him thrust into her hand.
Faster, Angel? Is that
what you want, sweetie?
She released his sac and placed both hands
on his cock again, stroking with one hand while the other coaxed and teased his sensitive
tip, harshly rubbing the tight area just underneath the head with her thumb while her
index finger fondled the very tip.
Angel felt her mouth open, sucking the skin
of his shoulder into her mouth and he knew she was going to bite down. His entire
body tensed as her tongue rolled across the skin, her teeth barely grazing him before
releasing. He released a pent up sigh.
No biting tonight, Angel
I just want to be with you
She gripped his cock tightly, increasing
the speed even more, giving Angel the pressure she knew he needed. His knees buckled
for a moment as he reached his orgasm, unable to hold back any longer. Willow
quickly moved her hand over the tip of his erection, capturing his cold semen with her
fingers as her other hand continued to stroke him. Drained, he slumped forward,
crossing his arms on the wall of the shower and resting his head on them.
Willow released her grip on his
now-softening penis and leaned back against the opposite wall of the shower. Angel
heard her lips smacking and groaned as he started to harden again.
youre not doing
what I think youre doing, are you?
Angel forced himself to turn around to face
her, mimicking her position of leaning against the wall. Willow had lifted her hand
to her face and was licking off her fingers like they were lollypops.
Her eyes dropped to his stomach and lower,
smirking as she continued to lick her fingers. Pushing herself off the wall, she
moved towards him.
Want a taste?
Angels mouth opened to speak, but no
sound came out. His lower lip trembled as she placed her index finger on it, pulling
it down slightly.
He reached out with his tongue, savoring
the flavor before quickly sucking her finger inside his mouth. Soon he had three of
her fingers in his mouth, and had pulled her body tightly against his. She lifted
her mouth to his and her tongue quickly joined her fingers as she plundered his eager
Angel grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand
away, kissing her deeply.
I need to be inside you, Tink
She tried to pull him back against the
other wall, but he resisted, Not in here. Bedroom
He pulled the curtains back and lifted her
with one arm. She easily wrapped her legs around him, helping him hold her up as he
grabbed a handful of towels and charged into the bedroom.
He dropped Willow to her feet and quickly
spread the towels on the bed before pushing her backward onto them.
She scooted herself back a little until her
head almost reached the pillows and pulled her knees up, spreading her legs open for
Angel. Like him, she couldnt wait any longer, and held her arms out for him to
join her. Crawling between her legs, he propped himself up on one arm, guiding his
already rock-hard cock to her sex. Positioning himself, he quickly thrust into her,
rocking his hips against hers.
Willow snaked her arms around the small of
his back, holding him against her as she ground against him. Angel started a
hard, deliberate rhythm, losing himself inside her. It had been too long since
theyd been together, and both had thought that there was a chance that theyd
never feel this again, and neither of them ever wanted it to stop.
Angel took his time with her, alternately
thrusting fast and slow, hard and soft, bringing Willow to the brink of her climax before
taking her back down again. He knew that Willow was past ready when she crossed her
legs behind his back, linking her ankles and holding his body against her, preventing him
from pulling out too far for her liking.
Angel allowed a warm smile to cross his
face and he leaned in to give her a tender kiss, Ready to come for me,
Her only response was to flex the muscles
in her legs, pressing him tighter against her. Reaching behind his back, he grabbed
one of her ankles and pulled her leg free. He held it out to his side, spreading her
wider to him and he lost himself in his motions. With his other hand, he
reached down and grabbed her sex, rubbing his thumb across her clitoris roughly. She
arched into his hand, screaming as her climax tore through her body, tears forming in the
corners of her eyes from the intensity of their coupling. Angel released her ankle,
grabbing her hips, and quickly thrust into her a couple more times, feeling her tight
walls contract around him as she came down from her orgasm. Silently, he came inside
her, beads of sweat forming on his upper lips as he collapsed on top of her.
Were going to need another
shower, she giggled breathlessly.
I never knew you were so
limber, he mumbled.
Well, you know, you cant break
Not permanently, but I could
still break you.
But you wouldnt
not on purpose.
Dont ever let me go,
Angel, Her words were more of a plea than a statement.
I never have to now
End Part 4