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Willow rushed from her kitchen to pick up
the ringing phone.
"Hello?" she said, breathlessly.
"Hi," Angels warm voice
could make her tingle even from two thousand miles away.
"Youre still alive!"
"He wanted to stake me, but Cordelia
wouldnt let him," he chuckled.
"That is so not funny, Angel
"I-I didnt tell him
"What? Angel, we agreed
"Tink," Angel cut her off,
"You should have seen him
seen how angry he was, and how much he hates me. I
just couldnt tell him. Willow, it has to come from you."
"Its Xander, Angel
when are you afraid of him?" she baited the vampire.
"I am NOT afraid of him."
but you should
have told him."
"What? Are you afraid of him?" he
challenged her back.
"Of Xander? Not in this life,"
Willow released a long sigh, "Fine, Ill come to L.A. and do it myself."
"You make it sound as if coming to
L.A. is a bad thing
"Well, I suppose its not all bad
if Im going to get to spend some time with you
"Do you still love me?"
"I dont know," she teased,
"You kinda wussed out on this whole Xander thing."
"Will, he hates me. Still. Nothing has
he would just as soon turn me to dust as look at me."
"Did you see Cordy?"
"Yeah, if she hadnt been there,
he really wouldve tried to stake me. I cant imagine what hes going to do
when he finds out that you and I are
"Were what, Angel?"
"Lovers," he whispered in his
low, dark, sensuous voice.
Willow immediately felt heat growing
between her legs. She and Angel talked often on the phone, usually for hours, and the
longer they were apart from each other, the more suggestive their conversations got. It
had been two months since they came together in Las Vegas, and it seemed like an eternity.
?" she gulped.
"What are you wearing?"
"Um," she thought quickly,
glancing down at her sweats and t-shirt, "A black silk nightie?"
Angel roared with laughter, "You are
not! Youre wearing a t-shirt and sweat pants."
"How can you know me so well after so
"First of all, if you were, in fact,
wearing a black nightie, I would have to come to Chicago to kill the man youre with,
and secondly, you in sweats and a t-shirt really turns me on," his voice grew
"Angel, I want to see you."
"How quickly can you get to
"Youre the boss
can I take some vacation?"
"If I take the red-eye tonight, I can
be there in the morning
"If you take the red-eye tonight, I
wont be able to pick you up at the airport."
"Right. Tomorrow night, then?"
"I cant wait to have you in my
kissing you, holding you
"What?" he asked, innocently.
"If I want to get any sleep tonight,
you wont get me all hot and bothered
"But Im already hot and
bothered, so its only fair that you be hot and bothered, too."
"Xander. Naked. Hows that for a
"Eeew, Willow. Thanks. No more raging
hard-on for me."
She stepped off the plane, eagerly
searching the crowd for the face of her vampire.
No sign off him. She knew he wouldnt stand her up, wouldnt forget her, unless
something importantor badhappened to him. Panic slowly seeped into her heart,
when she finally saw him rushing through the terminal.
He spun his head towards her voice, a giant
smile breaking across his usually somber face.
He crossed the distance between them in
what seemed like no time at all, and swept her into his arms, spinning her around.
"Angel, Im getting dizzy
He finally sat her back on her feet,
putting space between their bodies so they could stare at each other.
Angel had never seen Willow looking more
beautiful. Her red hair swung exquisitely around her shoulders and her face was flushed.
The smile, the one he missed more than life itself, was blessing him, bathing him in her
warmth. In two hundred fifty years of being a vampire, no one except Willow had ever
smiled at him with such love and acceptance. It began in her eyes, her sparkling emerald
eyes, and worked its way through her entire body.
He had been blind to that smile for years.
Now, standing before her, experiencing happiness that he had never felt, he couldnt
understand how he could have missed it. He supposed that Buffy had something to do with
it. Perhaps if he had met Willow first, they wouldnt have had to waste so much time
when they could have been together. But they were together now, and that was the only
thing that mattered.
Willow stared back at Angel. She
didnt doubt his love for one minute
but she didnt understand it. In her
eyes, she was still little Willow. The shy one, the innocent one, the uncoordinated one,
the frumpy one. How could a man like Angel possibly be in love with her? He was everything
that a man should be
a real man. Tall, dark and handsome. It seemed so cliched, yet
that was Angel. The way his jeans hugged his hips, the way his shirt stretched tautly
across his broad shoulders, the way his hair, even when mussed, glowed with perfect golden
highlights contrasting his dark nature, everything about him made Willow swoon. It had for
years. There wasnt one move he could make that didnt make her tingle.
And he loved her.
It took a moment for them to realize that
they were standing in the middle of he crowded airport terminal staring at each other. A
warm smile crept across his face as he slid one hand around her waist, he other gently
cupping the back of her head, running his fingers through her crimson locks. He pulled her
towards him, crushing her body against his, bringing his lips down on hers.
For a moment, she forgot everything except
the feel of his lips. Her arms dangled limply at her sides before instinct kicked in,
bringing them up to caress his forearms and shoulders. Angel kissed her as though he was
draining her, as if he couldnt get enough.
Pulling out of the embrace, he leaned his forehead against hers, "I love you,
"I love you, too," she whispered,
out of breath.
He cupped her face in his hands, pulling
her in for another kiss. There was something different in his kisses, something needy and
wanting. These were the kisses that Willow had dreamed of receiving since she was old
enough to imagine what a kiss should feel like. As he ravaged her mouth with his tongue,
Willow realized that all the love he felt for her was pouring forth in his kisses. And she
returned them with a fervor that she hoped he understood as well.
"Angel," she gasped, "We
need to get out of here
I need to be with you."
He wrapped his arms around her waist,
lifting her off the ground in a tight embrace before setting her back on her feet.
"Me, too, Tink
your bags and go home."
He grabbed her hand, pulling her through
Flipping the light switch, Angel dropped
Willows bag on the floor and tossed his keys on a small table just beside the door.
This apartment was larger than the one he
had in Sunnydale. She had only been to that apartment once, looking for Buffy, but she
remembered it well. It was sparse and dark, very dreary, very much keeping in tune with
Angel was different now, free to be happy,
and his apartment reflected his changes. When he flipped the light switch, the entire
living area was bathed in a bright, warm glow. Friendly, comfortable furniture tastefully
surrounded her. A large fluffy couch, a huge entertainment center filled with videos and
CDs, big recliners, a rocking chair, and flowers. He had vases filled with bright colored
Willow, almost in a state of shock, began
wandering around the apartment. The kitchen was off to the left, opening up into the
dining area that was part of the living room. She entered the kitchen, opening the
refrigerator. Alongside bags of blood, Angel had stocked it with anything and everything
Willow could possibly want.
Leaving the kitchen, she went into the
spare bedroom, which Angel had turned into his study. He
huge bookcases that stretched from floor to ceiling. Every shelf was lined with book after
book. Willow examined a few of the shelves, suspecting that she was seeing quite a few
first editions, and surprised by some of his choices in books.
"Angel, I would have never imagined
you reading The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy," she said to the
vampire that was following her from room to room, "What happened to my favorite
angsty, brooding, constantly depressed vampire that I feel in love with years ago?"
"You," he stated, slipping his
arms around her waist from behind, "When I realized that you love me, my entire world
Willow leaned back into his embrace, her
head resting against his strong chest, "What did I ever do to deserve your
"I ask myself that question everyday,
Willow," he slid the tips of his fingers underneath the band of her skirt feeling her
Willow could only whimper as his hand moved
lower, cupping her sex through her sopping panties.
"Two months is too long," he
leaned in, planting soft kisses on the shell of her ear.
His free hand blazed a trail up and across
her sweater, landing at the base of her throat. He held her neck in his hand, caressing
the soft skin, while his other hand tormented her.
He greedily pushed the fabric to the side,
sliding two fingers into her blazing core. Willows head was swimming, feelings that
she had repressed and not let herself feel for two months bubbled to the surface. She
began to thrust against his hand, meeting the rhythm his fingers set. As Willow was about
to explode into orgasm, he withdrew his fingers, pinching and twisting her clitoris. As
her climax washed over her, her head fell forward, only to be pulled back against his
chest, his mouth joining his hand on her neck, suckling and kissing his Willow.
Angel withdrew his hand, bringing it to his
lips where he coolly licked her juices from his fingers. Willow slumped against his body,
and he scooped her into his arms, carrying her into his bedroom.
Placing her back on her feet, they both
began removing their clothes. Shoes were kicked off, shirts pulled over their heads.
Willows skirt puddled around her ankles until she stepped out of it, leaving it
behind on the floor with Angels jeans.
Willow grabbed hold of Angels boxer
shorts, pulling them down, gasping as his erection was released. Angel reached for the
straps of Willows bra, slipping them down her shoulders. She reached behind herself
and unsnapped it, letting it fall to the floor with her other clothing. Angel hooked his
fingers in the waistband of her panties and ripped them off her, then pushed her back on
She fell, sprawling across his bed, her red
hair fanning out across the comforter like the rays of the Sun. Angel joined her
immediately, spreading her legs with his knees. While kissing her deeply, his cock
searched for her opening. Willow adjusted her hips, allowing him full access to her body.
He bucked, sinking himself in the depths of her sex.
Their mating was frenzied. Angel raged
against his Willow, pounding her small body against the bed. Willow met him thrust for
thrust, sweat glistening from her body as she urged Angel on, her hands clawing down his
back leaving deep, red welts. Her mouth nuzzled against his neck, nipping, not hard enough
to break the skin, but hard enough to leave small bite marks.
She was mumbling incoherently. Angel could
only pick up a few words, and what he heard almost pushed him over the edge into his
" Willow wasnt even aware of the words herself, so lost
she was in her own bliss.
Her walls clamped tightly around
Angels hardness as she erupted. Angel stilled, letting her ride the waves of her
orgasm. When she relaxed her muscles, Angel began pumping again, letting himself go.
Willow raked her nails across his chest, and he exploded, spilling his cold seed deep
Angel collapsed on top of her, spent. She
cradled him in her arms, delighting in the feel of his cool body against her hot, wet
Angel mumbled something against her neck.
"What?" she asked.
"You bit me," Angel lifted his
head to look her in the eye.
"Just small little nibbles
dont really consider those bites
"We talked about this before. No
biting. I dont need that."
"You may not need it, but you have to
admit that you liked it."
"Willow, its dangerous."
"You could never hurt me
"I couldnt, but the demon
"The demon cant gain control
again. I made sure of it, remember?"
Angel sighed, rolling over on the bed, and
pulled her into his arms.
"I just love you so much
dont ever want anything to hurt you."
"Can we go see Xander now?" she
asked, effectively changing the subject.
"Well, after we get dressed."
"Cant we wait until tomorrow
night?" he whined, holding her tighter in his arms.
"No time like the present.
Besides," she added, "the quicker we get this over with, the more we can enjoy
our time together."
Cordelia answered the door, throwing her
arms around Willow in a fierce hug. She led them into the living room, where Xander jumped
up from his chair.
"Willow!" he cried out, rushing
towards his best friend.
He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw
the vampire behind her.
"What are you doing here? I thought I
told you never to come back."
"Xander," Willow pleaded,
"We need to talk to you."
"Willow, what are you doing with him?
Dont you remember everything he did to us? To Buffy
Jenny, or have you conveniently forgotten about her? Your fish, for Christs
Willow grabbed his arm, pulling him towards
the door before Angel heard anymore,
"Cmon, were going for a
"Well be back soon
she mouthed to Angel and Cordelia.
Once safely outside the apartment building,
Xander spun on Willow.
"What the hell is going on, Will? What
are you doing here in L.A. with dead-boy?"
"His name is Angel. Xander, why do you
hate him so much?"
"He killed Jenny
"Angelus killed Jenny. We dont
hold you responsible for your actions when you were a hyena
"This is different, Willow, and you
know it. Angel is still a vampire."
"Yes, he is
and Xander, I love
"What?" Xanders mouth
"I love him
and he loves
"Do you have any idea how corny and
stupid that sounds?"
"Xander, you are my best friend, and I
love you. I need you to understand whats going on here. Will you please just listen
to what I have to say?"
Xanders shoulders slumped as he dug
his hands in his pockets and started walking down the street with Willow by his side.
"This better be good," he
An hour later, Willow had finished telling
him everything that had happened between her and Angel, from the broken flowerpot to the
phone call that brought her to Los Angeles.
" was all that Xander
"See, Xander, its ok. Hes
not going to hurt me, or anyone else. We just want to be together, and its so
important to me that you accept us."
"I still dont like it."
"Ive loved him for years,
Xander. And now that I have him, I wont let him go."
"How long youve loved him. You
didnt think anyone knew, but I did."
"But how? I never told anyone."
"Will, youre my best friend. I
you better than anyone else on earth. I could see how you changed
when Angel came around. The blushing, the giggling
the only other time you acted
that way was when you and I
experimented. You never even acted that way around Oz.
Angel took your breath away then, and, apparently, now."
"Xander, please, be happy for me. It
would mean so much to me. I need you to support me on this."
"What about Buffy? She loved him,
"I know, and believe me, if I knew
where she was, Id try to explain this to her. But shes gone, out of our
Xander took his best friends face in
"Willow, does he really make you
happy?" he asked, intently studying her green eyes.
"Yes, Xander, he does," she took
his hands in hers, "Im really happy, maybe for the first time in my life. I
feel complete. I feel like
like I always dreamed I would feel when my
Prince Charming came for me. Its not perfect
I mean, he is undead and all
that, but were happy. Be happy for us
for me, at least."
"If he ever hurts you
"All right, you have my blessing. If
he makes you happy, then Im happy for you."
They turned and headed back to the apartment in silence.
"Everything ok," Cordelia asked
as they re-entered the apartment.
"Yeah, Cordy, all is well,"
Xander informed her.
Angel released a sigh of relief.
"So youre not going to try and
stake me?" he asked, trying to inject some levity into the heavy room.
"Not tonight. But Im warning
you, dead-boy, if you ever hurt her
"Xander!" both Cordelia and
Willow admonished together.
Willow and Angel returned to his apartment.
Angel needed to feed, and Willow was feeling a bit peckish herself.
"Im going to go change
clothes," she informed him as he pulled a bag of blood out of the refrigerator.
"Not going to try and watch me this
time?" he asked.
"Nope," she giggled, traipsing
into the bedroom.
After Angel fed he went into the living
room, sitting back on the couch. Willow stood in the door watching him for a moment before
clearing her throat to alert him to her presence.
He turned to see her in the doorway. In a
black nightie. His eyes grew wide as saucers, and he felt his penis twitch inside his
"You like?" she asked with a
small, shy grin.
"I like," he responded, moving
He circled her slowly, taking in the view
from all angles. It seemed, to him, that with each passing second she grew more beautiful.
"I cant get enough of you,
Willow. I want to be with you every second, of every minute, of every day, forever."
"Then change me," she brazenly
bared her neck to him.
"Never," he hissed, "I
wont do that to you. I cant."
"Stubborn ass," she muttered.
"Nothing," she replied sweetly.
Placing one hand on his chest, she pushed
him back into the living room.
"Im hungry," she informed
him, "Feed me."
"What would you like?"
"I saw some strawberries in the
"Would you like cream with them, my
dear?" he asked over his shoulder, walking into the kitchen.
"Yes, please," she followed him
and hopped up onto a counter.
Angel noticed her nightie sliding further
up her thighs as he retrieved the strawberries and cream from the refrigerator.
He set the bowl of strawberries down beside
her, holding the dish of cream in his hands. He picked out a large, plump berry and dipped
it into the cream.
Dangling it in front of her mouth, Willow
opened up and took the berry in her mouth, sucking the cream off of it before biting into
its juicy center.
Angel tossed the stem away and reached for
another strawberry, dipping it in the cream. He traced Willows lips with it, leaving
a trail of white in its wake. She slowly licked her lips, and Angel felt his knees grow
weak. He dipped the berry in the cream again, holding it just out of her reach. She
grabbed his hand between her own hands and brought the berry to her lips, consuming it in
one large bite. A little bit of juice seeped from the corner of her mouth, and Angel
swiftly licked it away with his tongue.
Willows eyes twinkled mischievously as she plucked one of the berries from the bowl.
First dipping it in the cream, she held it in front of her mouth, sticking her tongue out
to lick a glob of the cream off of it. Waggling her tongue slowly at him, she leaned
forward until her face was almost touching Angels. He delicately touched her tongue
with his own, tasting the cream and the unique flavors that made up his Willow. She
plunged her tongue quickly into his mouth where he sucked off the rest of the cream.
Willow pulled away, grinning at her vampire boyfriend. She hastily ate the strawberry that
she was still holding, then slowly unbuttoned Angels shirt, pushing it off his
Taking another strawberry and scooping it
in the cream, she traced wet, creamy circles around his nipples before sucking the cream
Angel groaned, tensing under Willows
playful ministrations. He couldnt let her have all the fun, after all. He stopped
her hand as she went to reach for another strawberry, shaking his head slowly from side to
side at the questioning glance she gave him.
Abandoning the strawberries, he dipped his finger into the bowl of cream, scooping a
generous amount out of the bowl. He held his finger to her lips and she took it in her
mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip of his finger, removing the cream. When he
pulled his hand away, a small dollop of cream remained on her lips, which he swiftly
Dipping his fingers in the cream once more,
he flashed a wicked smile at his lover. Beginning at her kneecap, he drew a creamy trail
along her inner thigh, stopping just before he reached her nest of red curls. Kneeling on
the floor in front of her, he tediously followed the frothy path with his tongue. Willow
buried her fingers in his spiky locks, urging him to move faster, and further, but he
easily shrugged her hands away.
Rising from his kneeling position, he found Willow breathing heavily, her eyes closed, her
head lolling to the side.
"Liked that, did you?" he
Her eyes snapped open, "Evil, bad
This time, her fingers dipped into the bowl
of cream and smeared it across his lips. His mouth opened slightly as she leaned in to
consume him. She wrapped her legs tightly around his body, squeezing him against her needy
not yet, Willow," he
Groaning, she released her hold on his
body. He leaned back with a dangerous gleam in his eye.
"What are you going to do?" she
He knelt down in floor again, taking the
bowl of cream with him.
"Oh, God, Angel
"I havent even done anything
Pushing the nightie as far up on her hips
as he could, he spread her legs wide, exposing her wetness to him.
"My, my, Tink
than ready for this, arent you?" he teased, "Naughty little
He planted a small wet kiss on her inner
thigh, reaching into the bowl to scoop out the cream. Dividing it between both his hands,
he massaged her thighs, coating them in the gooey, sugary cream. He gently covered her
outer lips, brushing against her swollen nub with his fingers.
"Ready, Willow? Want me to make you
"Please, Angel," she begged.
not quite yet
clean all this cream off
" He casually began lapping the sticky cream off her
thighs, driving her mad.
After what seemed like an eternity of Angel
sucking and licking her thighs, he finally reached her heated sex. He paused briefly,
enjoying the scent of her arousal before suckling the cream from her lips.
"Angel, please," she begged
again, supporting herself with one arm on the counter, the other valiantly attempting to
push his face closer to her need.
He could deny her no longer and plunged his
tongue into her silky folds. Willow cried out, having finally achieved the closeness that
Pressing himself as far into her as he
could, he began a rapid, frenzied pace as his nimble fingers deftly tweaked and pulled on
her swollen clitoris. Nearly pulling his hair out as her fingers clinched in his hair, she
screamed out her orgasm. Angel milked his Willow, drawing out her climax until she could
stand no more. So intense were the feelings he pulled from her that tears seeped from the
corners of her eyes.
Taking mercy on her, he rested his head in
her lap. She gently caressed his head, smoothing his hair with her fingers as she fought
to catch her breath.
"Still hungry?" he chuckled.
" she murmured,
He pulled himself to his feet, looking into
her lust-glazed eyes. Their lips met in a searing kiss, while his hands kneaded her
breasts through the silk still covering her body.
He tore the nightie over her head, longing
to feel her bare skin against his. Capturing one hard nipple between his teeth, Willow
arched into him. Stilling her with his hands pressing against her thighs, he moved from
one supple breast to the other. Willow reached between them to stroke his erection through
He groaned, his mouth covering the soft
skin of one of her hard peaks. She grabbed the top button of his buttonflies and quickly
released his hardness. He pressed forward, his cock rubbing against her thigh.
Willow slid to the edge of the counter,
trying to allow Angel to penetrate her.
"Counters too high," he
mumbled, lifting her off the counter.
He laid her down on the kitchen table, both of them hurriedly and haphazardly knocking
everything on the table to the floor. Grabbing her legs, he pulled her to the edge and
buried himself in her sex. Willow could do nothing but lie back on the table, giving
herself over to Angel who was doing all the work for both of them. She tried to reach out
to him with her hands, but couldnt. Instead she grasped the edge of the table,
trying to keep herself from being pummeled right off the edge of the table.
Angel held her ankles in his hands, spreading her apart, furiously pumping himself into
her, his eyes never leaving hers. He knew his orgasm was drawing near and released his
grip on her ankles.
Using his thumb, he urgently pressed
against her core, massaging it until her muscles clenched around him. For the first time,
they came together, each screaming the others name.
After a brief recuperation period, Angel
grabbed her arm, pulling her up off the table and into his arms.
"Damn it, Willow," he began,
"Two hundred fifty years and Ive never experienced anything like sex with
She giggled against his chest, "If
someone had told me six years ago that you and I would be doing the things we do, I would
have never believed that it could be possible."
Kissing her, he released her from his tight
embrace, tucking himself back into his jeans. He handed her the nightie and bent to pick
his shirt up off the floor. He pulled it back on, not bothering to button it. Willow
pulled the nightie back over her head.
"You sleepy, Tink? Ready to go to
would you mind terribly
if I called Oz? He should know, too."
"Why would I mind? Use the phone in
the bedroom so you can have some privacy."
"Thank you," she smiled, giving
him a long wet kiss, "Ill just be a couple of minutes."
A few minutes later she emerged from the
bedroom, a small grin playing on her lips, her hands hidden behind her back.
"Howd he take it?" Angel
asked from the couch.
nothing fazes him. He
asked if you make me happy and when I told him yes, he said cool and that was
it. Hes really a great guy."
"You still love him?"
"Ill always love him, as a
friend, like Xander
well, different from Xander
but not at all in the way that
I love you. Youre mine. Now and forever."
"Good to hear."
"His band is playing tomorrow night
and hes invited us. Can we go?"
"Smoky bar, loud music, tons of sweaty
sure, why not?" he stated, "Hey, whats behind your
"Nothing," she grinned.
"Something is behind your back
show me, Tink
She pulled something from behind her back
and tossed it at Angel.
"Wear them tomorrow night,
" she begged.
Angel held the black leather pants up to
look at them.
"Where did you find these?"
"In your closet, silly."
"Willow, you know who these belonged
"Angelus," she said, plopping
next to him on the couch.
why on earth would you
want me to wear them?"
"Why did you keep them?"
"I asked you first
"Because the only good think Angelus
had going for him was how hot he looked in
" she told him, "Now, your turn. Why did you keep them?"
"Honestly, I dont know. Because
Im a packrat?"
"Because you know you look good in
Angel sighed deeply,
"Please? Please, please, please wear
for me?" she asked hopefully.
"On one condition."
"Anything. Name it."
"You wear a pair, too
"I dont have any."
"We can get you a pair tomorrow night
before we go to the bar. Deal?"
Willow slumped back on the couch, her face
twisted in consternation.
"All right," she finally
answered, "Tomorrow night, we both wear leather."
The next night Angel took Willow to a
trendy little shop on Sunset to buy a pair of leather pants for her. After trying on
several pairs, she picked the ones she liked best, never letting Angel see her in them.
They rushed back to the apartment to get
ready. When Willow stepped out of the shower, she found Angel sitting on the edge of the
bed pulling his boots on. He was wearing the pants, but hadnt put his shirt on yet.
Willow swayed in the doorway, wanting nothing more than to jump on top of her lover and
fuck him senseless.
She hurried over to the bed, pushing his legs apart with her knee. Angel wrapped his arms
around her waist pulling her into his embrace. She feel of the leather rubbing against her
bare legs sent shivers of pleasure zigging and zagging through her body.
Angel chuckled, "We have no time for this, Tink
were going to be late. We
can play all you want later tonight."
Willow scowled at him, "Whose idea was
it to go see Oz?"
so no complaints.
Besides, Ive yet to see you in the leather pants."
He pushed her back towards the bathroom,
and she reluctantly obeyed.
Half an hour later, Willow emerged from the
bedroom. She was nervous, never having been a leather-wearing type of girl. She had thrown
on a white t-shirt along with a pair of low-cut leather boots that she usually wore with
Angels low catcall snapped her out of
"What? Do I look like an idiot?"
"You look extraordinary."
He took her in his arms, giving her a deep
kiss. The sound of their leather rubbing together made Willows stomach tighten and
she pushed herself against Angel.
"Willow? When did you become so
"The first time I was with
" she informed him, "Lets stay in
please? Pretty please
with sugar on top?"
"We did the cream last night
more sugary goodness for you, Tinkerbell."
He grabbed her hand, pulling her
reluctantly out the door, "Cmon, this will be fun. I know you cant wait
to see Oz."
They arrived at the bar just before eleven.
The place was packed, standing room only. Angel pushed his way to the front as best he
could, dragging Willow along behind him. Still, the closest that they could get was about
ten feet back from the stage.
Sweaty bodies pressed against them, and
Angel pulled Willow in front of him so she could see. Soon, the lights dimmed and the
Dingoes appeared on stage. Oz, now sporting a striking shade of yellow on his hair,
spotted them in the crowd immediately, thanks to the huge vampire.
He smiled at them, warmly greeting both of
them, and the band began to play. The crowd began to sway and move with the band, with
Willow and Angel caught in the midst of it. Angel circled his arms around Willows
stomach, keeping her from being pulled away from him in the maddening crowd.
Eventually, the frenzy died down and
everyone began listening to the band. Angel never once loosened his hold on Willow as they
both got into the music, in spite of the fact that they were smashed together with all
these strangers like sardines.
The person in front of Willow briefly
stumbled backwards, causing her to press back against Angel. She could feel the groan in
his chest as she pressed against his leather-clad package.
Loving the power she held over him, she
began to purposely crush herself into his rapidly growing erection.
"Willow, stop that," he growled
in her ear.
"Or what?" she teased, pressing
Willow gasped when his hand slipped beneath
her shirt, tickling her stomach before sliding into the waistband of her leather pants.
"Angel, were out in
public," she hissed at him.
"Nobodys paying any at attention
to us whatsoever. Besides, the way were packed in like this, no one can see anything
His hand dipped lower, while his other hand
unsnapped her pants enabling his hand to slide further down.
"Willow?" he whispered in
surprise, "Youre not wearing any undies, are you?"
"I like the feel of the leather
oh, God, Angel
" she forgot was she was saying as Angel began
fingering her puffy core.
"What were you saying,
sweetheart?" he teased, plunging his middle finger deep inside her sex.
Willow rolled her head back against his
shoulder, forgetting the crowd around them. Angel supported her with his free arm, his
other hand coaxing her into a quiet, shuddering climax.
Still holding her in his arms, he carefully
buttoned her pants back up, planting a small, wet kiss on her neck.
Again, she pushed back, hard, into
"I want you, Angel," she
whispered, "I want to feel you inside of me
"You are insufferable," he
groaned, slowly trying to back them out of the crowd.
"Where are we going?" she asked,
once he had pulled them free from the throng of people.
"We passed an alley on the way in
not the most romantic spot on earth, but itll do
They got their hands stamped so they could
re-enter the club, and ran down the street.
Angel pulled her into the dark alley,
throwing her back against the wall. He pressed into her, pinning her arms above her head
as he kissed his way down her body, nuzzling her stomach where her t-shirt rose above the
top of her pants.
"Angel," she panted, "Anyone
walking by can see us here
He growled, pulling her deeper into the
alley. He saw a concrete staircase that lead down to a basement door. He lead her towards
the stairs, pausing only to pull the wrought iron gate that was supposed to be guarding
the steps closed behind them.
Once they reached the bottom of the steps, Angel thrust her against the wall again,
pressing his hardness against her. She pulled his shirt free and unbuttoned it while he
lifted her t-shirt and nibbled and sucked on her breasts through her bra.
"Angel? How are we going to do
? My back is going to be raw if we do it like this
Frustrated, Angel looked around, assessing
"Take off your pants," he
"Take off your pants
She obeyed, kicking her boots off and
removing her pants. Angel took his leather coat off and spread it across the stairs before
lowering his own pants and sitting on the steps. He grabbed Willow and pulled her to him.
He ran his fingers along her wet slit,
reveling in the scent of his Willow.
"Ready, Tink?" he asked.
"Yes," she moaned, "Always
ready for you."
He pulled her down onto him, guiding her
into a straddling position, her knees resting on his thick leather coat so as not to hurt
her. He pumped himself a couple of times before allowing her to envelop him in her heat.
Willow sank down on top of him, keening as
she always did at the pleasure of being stretched open by his thick cock.
She began to move on top of him, but she
was moving too slow for him. If she had pumped any faster, she would do serious damage to
her knees, coat or no coat.
"Hold still, Willow
urged her, "Let me do this
Angel started thrusting upwards into
Willow, using his elbows to brace himself so he didnt break his back on the concrete
Willow held still, other than the clenching
of her vaginal muscles around his shaft when he thrust into her.
The Dingoes set was over, and Oz grew
concerned. He had seen the pair dash out of the club from his vantage point on stage. He
feared that was happening and stepped outside the club to search for them. As he made his
way down the dark alley, he heard the unmistakable sounds of flesh upon flesh. Curiosity
pulled him closer, and he peered down the darkened stairwell.
"Yay, Willow," he giggled,
heading back to the club.
Angel thrust into her one last time,
filling her channel. Without giving himself time to relax, he pulled out of her and
flipped them over.
Willow leaned back against the stairs as
Angel knelt between her legs, quickly lapping at her overflowing juices. Plunging three
fingers inside her, he nipped at her clitoris, before holding it between his teeth and
sucking hard. She bucked against his face and came with a strangled scream.
Angel pulled her back into his lap,
planting small butterfly kisses across her cheeks and throat.
"Feel better, Tink?" he grinned
at her in the darkness.
"Uh huh," she mumbled happily.
"Think we can get through the rest of
the show without having to run outside and fuck?"
Wanna see Oz, though."
"Come on, put your pants back on
before he thinks weve left for good."
After they pulled their clothes back on,
they made their way back to the bar.
The second set had just began and Oz grinned at them from the stage as they made their way
through the thick crowd.
"Oh, God, he knows, Angel
could he know?"
"He saw us, Tink."
"Excuse me? What?"
"I could smell him coming
vampiric senses and all that. He peaked into the stairwell, said Yay, Willow
"He did not!"
"Yeah, sweetie, he did
nothing to be embarrassed about. It was way too dark down there for him to have been able
to really see anything, and he obviously approves of us. Now, lets kick back, enjoy
the music, talk to Oz for a while and then go home so I can ravage your body some
"I cant, Angel
way too embarrassed."
"Willow, youre my girlfriend.
There is absolutely nothing wrong with banging each other silly in a dark alley, at the
bottom of a concrete staircase."
"Well, gee, when you put it that
" she replied sarcastically.
"Cmon, Tink," he grabbed
her hand pulling her towards the bar, "I bet you could use a drink, and I have to
admit that Im getting some perverse pleasure by making sure that your ex knows
youre mine now."
"I knew you had to have some ulterior
"My only ulterior motive is to keep
you happy, and I know that Oz makes you happy, and thats what I want. Besides, I
kinda like the little wolf."
"Hey, hes only a wolf a few
nights a month."
"Still, we have a sort of bond, I
both of us being monsters and all."
"But, monsters in a good way."
"You can turn anything into a
compliment, cant you?"
Angels chocolatey brown eyes twinkled
at her, and she melted. She sidled up next to him at the bar and ordered a Bloody Mary
while he ordered a beer.
"There has to be some sort of irony in
that," he said.
"Your choice of drinks
youre drinking fake blood."
"Yeah, but it tastes really, really
good. Much better than that stuff you drink."
"Are you talking about my beer, or the
"Both," she scrunched up her
nose, "Although, I can stomach beer. I had to drink it in college when I was too poor
to afford mixed drinks."
"Poor baby," he teased.
They spent the next hour talking and
teasing each other. Neither of them noticed that the set had ended until Oz strolled up,
tapping Willow on the shoulder.
"Oz!" she jumped from her seat,
throwing her arms around his neck.
"Angel," Oz nodded, shaking the
vampires hand, "Its good to see you. Both of you.
Whatd you think of the band? A little better than we were six years ago on the
"Oh, you guys sounded great!"
Willow gushed, "Im so glad to see you."
"Nice pants," he smirked,
"Youve gone through some big changes since the last time we talked,
"These? Oh, this was sort of a
bribe," she said happily.
"Look, Angel, I know Willow was really
nervous about telling us about you guys, and I just want you to know that Im cool
with it. Shell always have a very special place in my heart, and if you make her
happy, then Im all for it. Just dont break her heart, man, ok?"
"Ok. I have no intention of hurting
her in any way."
let me buy you guys a
An hour later, the bar was shutting down.
Willow was quite tipsy and Angel almost had to carry her to the car.
"How come you arent drunk?"
Angel had had as much to drink as Willow,
yet seemed unfazed.
"It takes about five times as much
alcohol to get a vampire drunk. Our metabolism just burns the alcohol away almost
"Geez, thats no fun
Angel placed her in the car, buckling her seat belt for her.
By the time they reached Angels
apartment, Willow was snoring.
< Jesus, she even snores cute! > he
thought to himself.
Willow groaned, rolling over in the bed.
Prying open her eyes, she found the very amused face of Angel staring at her.
"How you feeling?" he asked.
"Why did you let me drink so
much?" she grumbled.
"Youre an adult. You dont
need me to cut you off."
"Obviously, I do."
"Youre beautiful when
youre hung over."
" she snorted.
"Tempting offer, Tink, but I think
for now, anyway. Lets see what we can do to make you feel
Angel jumped out of bed and went into the
kitchen retrieving the supplies that hed purchased the night before after tucking
Willow into bed.
He returned to the bedroom and found Willow
sitting up in bed, pulling the sheet up around her naked body. He handed her a t-shirt,
which she quickly pulled over her head, and then he gave her a handful of pills.
"What are these?" she asked.
"Four Advil and two Benadryl."
"The Advil will help your headache.
The Benadryl is to help you fall back asleep after you drink your tomato juice and water,
and brush your teeth and jump in the shower."
it works. Youll
feel good as new in a few hours."
Willow did as she was told, taking the
pills and chasing them with a huge glass of tomato juice along with a full liter of water.
Angel led her to the bathroom and watched
as she brushed her teeth. He then started the shower for her, and stepped in behind her.
"Hanky panky in the shower?" she
I seriously doubt
that you really feel up to that."
"No, I dont
He washed her hair for her and gently
scrubbed her body clean for her. Massaging her tender neck muscles, he felt her growing
"Ready for some more sleep?" he
"Uh huh," she nodded.
Turning off the water, he grabbed a fluffy
towel, drying her from head to toe before leading her back to the bedroom, and tucking her
"You joining me?" she asked
Ill be in the study
doing some reading when you wake up," he leaned over, kissing her damp hair, "I
love you, Tink."
She was already asleep.
Angel sat in his study, musing over his
Tinkerbell. He hated the thought of letting her go again. The distance between them was
horrible for the new lovers. Any long distance relationship was difficult, but this was
the worst, having only recently discovered their love of one another.
It would be easier if Angel could travel
any time he wanted, instead of having to wait for the darkness of night to cover him, but
he knew any hope of that was out of the question.
Their time together was going to be too
short anyway, with her being mortal. He had thought about changing her, but never with any
degree of seriousness. Living forever was hell. And what was to stop her from growing sick
of him and falling in love with someone else eventually?
Part of him knew that this was all too good
to be true. The way Willow loved and accepted him couldnt last forever. She was
wiser than that. Eventually, she would see him for the monster that he was. Yes, he had a
soul, but that didnt change any of the things that he had done when he was Angelus.
How could a woman like Willow love a man like him?
But she did. He had accepted that the last
time they were together. He was going to quit fighting what they had and let it run its
Which led back to the original problem. She
lived in Chicago, he lived in Los Angeles. Being apart from her for months at a time was
not something he looked forward to.
"What are you thinking about?"
Willow poked her head around the corner of the door.
"Hey," he greeted her,
"Feeling any better?"
"Like a new woman. You were
right," she sat in his lap, curling her body against his,
"You know, if you bottled that and
sold it, you could make a billion dollars."
"Yeah, but then thered be
nothing to stop everyone from going out and getting plastered all the time
"Always thinking of others,
" he murmured against
"So, what were you thinking about when
I came in? You were pretty lost in thought."
"I was thinking of how I dont
want to let you go back to Chicago."
"Yeah," she sighed,
"Its hard, isnt it?"
"How long are we going to force
ourselves to stay apart?"
"Will you move to Chicago?"
"Will, there are almost no vampires or
demons or any sort of evil creatures in Chicago."
"Other than the White Sox, you
"Tink, I have to stay here and fight
"So, Ill move here."
"No, Willow, you wouldnt be
"I survived for years on the
Hellmouth, Angel. I can handle myself in Los Angeles."
"No, Willow, you shouldnt have
just for me."
"Its not just for you. Its
for us. Besides, I would be close to Xander, and Cordy, and Oz. Angel, I dont want
to be apart from you anymore."
"Just a little bit longer, Willow.
"Why? Whats going to
"Theres a new master in town.
Hes strong, Willow. As soon as hes gone, Ill move you out here myself.
But not a minute before. He cant hurt me, but he could easily use you to get to me.
Please, Willow. Just a little while longer," he pleaded.
"I love you so much, Angel. Im
afraid of losing you if I stay away too long. Like Buffy did
"What we have is nothing like what
Buffy and I had, Tinkerbell. What I feel for you is real, and beautiful and easy
its everything that being in love should be. You wont lose me. Ever. I
"Please, Willow, I couldnt bear
to lose you now."
Something in his voice told her that he was
serious. He wouldnt leave L.A., and her presence would only serve as a distraction,
something that could get both of them killed.
"Ok, Angel. But hurry up and take care
of this guy so we can be together. I miss you already and my flight isnt leaving
"So, basically, we have another
twenty-four hours together?"
wed better make
the best of it."
we had sex,
almost, in here, the bedroom, the kitchen, a dark alley
how about the living
He stood from the chair, lifting Willow
with him as if she weighted nothing.
"Not the living room, Angel
me to bed
Dropping her on the bed, "Hard and
fast, or slow and sweet?"
weve got twenty-four
slow and sweet?"
that means I get to
worship your body from head to toe
They quickly shed their clothing and
stretched out beside each other on the bed.
Angel reached over and began rubbing one of
her small nipples between his fingers.
Willow ran her fingers lightly over his
chest, causing goosebumps to rise on his arms. She scooted closer to him on the bed, her
lips seeking his. His arms slid around her waist, pulling her on top of him.
His erection pressed into her stomach. She
wanted him inside her now.
"What happened to slow and
sweet?" Angel grinned at her as she positioned herself over his shaft.
"Screw it!" she giggled, lowering
herself onto his shaft.
She rode him hard, lifting herself up and
slamming back down on him, clenching her vaginal muscles tightly around his cock each
Angel held himself back, longing to flip
her over and release his seed inside her. He watched her face as she drew nearer to her
His thumb found her swollen clitoris and
rubbed hard against it, "Come on, Tinkerbell
come for me
I want to see
your face when you come for me
Willow screamed out his name, her body
crashing against his as her orgasm spun her out of control. Angel quickly turned them
over, never breaking the contact between their two bodies as he began to thrust into hot,
He, too, came with a scream, splashing her
womb with his seed. He rolled over next to her, cradling her in his arms.
"Who would have ever thought that the
little hacker would turn into such a vixen?"
"A vixen? Well, I do have the red
hair, I suppose
And maybe, just maybe, Ive been a vixen all along and you were
just too blind to see it."
Youve been wearing black silk nighties for years, havent you? And meeting up
with strange men in hotel rooms in Vegas, letting them do God knows what to you
you cant tell me thats the first pair of leather pants youve ever
probably the only ones that didnt have the crotch cut out, though
I bet youve got a whip tucked away somewhere, too, dont you?"
"When did I go from being a vixen to a
dominatrix?" she giggled.
my thoughts got
away from me for a second
"Dont tell me that a spanking
turns you on
"You have no idea what a good spanking
can be like
"Giving, or receiving?" she
asked, suddenly curious.
" she thought,
"Next visit? Maybe
"You never fail to surprise me,
Tink," he laughed easily, something he found himself doing more and more lately,
"Maybe next time
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