The Night After the Morning Before
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The Next Morning
Angelus awoke with the strange revelation that he was not alone, that he seemed to have a very naked woman pressed up against his chest.
Looking down at her all he could see was a mass of red hair spilling over pale shoulders. Shifting slightly to brush her hair away so he could look at her, she pressed closer against him causing the events of the past night to come flooding back to him.
Rolling onto his back, Angelus stared up at the ceiling and contemplated what he was going to do.
He briefly contemplated killing her, so as he was left with no lose ends. He quickly dismissed the idea however as he looked down at her sleeping in his bed.
When he has discovered her presence the previous evening he had at first been angry that someone, vampire or not had dared to talk to him that way. He was Angelus after all, one of, if not the most feared vampire around, and yet she had spoken to him as if his name meant nothing to her. His anger at her insolence had quickly been forgotten however as she had soon distracted him with more pleasurable ways to pass the time.
That was the pervious night however, and he tonight planned in making sure that she fully understood who he was, and why he earned his reputation.
Looking back down at her, he noticed her stirring and he waited for her to wake up.
Willow slowly awoke to the realization that she was in bed with someone. Turning over, she ran her eyes up the male body occupying the bed with her and met his eyes.
As she began to move towards him, she stopped suddenly as he let out a low growl. Confused at his actions, she started to reach out to him again, only to have him grab her hands and pin them above her head as he rolled on top of her.
Struggling briefly, Willow soon realized that despite her strength she was no match for him. Giving in, she looked up at him and spoke instead.
"What are you doing, let me go!"
"Oh, I don't think so little girl. You're going to learn some respect." He growled.
"What are you talking about?"
"What am I talking about? What I'm talking about is how you talked to me yesterday. I am a master vampire, I expect to be treated as such, not some some toy!"
"I I didn't know Angelus. Besides I'm nearly a master myself. And after last night I thought-"
"After last night? What exactly do you think happened here? Last night was nothing more than some fun, a distraction. I though you knew that."
"I I " Willow said.
"Hey, don't get all like that with me! You started this remember! Besides you're a vampire, this is what we do remember? Deal with it."
It suddenly hit her that she was acting more like her former human self than the 'Great Red' one of the most feared vampires around.
Disgusted at the way she had just been acting, she tried to release her arms and was surprised when Angelus let her go and rolled off her.
Moving away from him as fast as she could, Willow rose off the bed and silently went about the room trying to find her clothes. Deciding it was best to get out of here as quick as possible and take her anger and frustration out on a few individuals, who were stupid enough to be out at night.
Angelus silently observed as Willow went about the room, watching with interest as her naked form went about snatching her clothes off the floor. Trying to ignore the fact that seeing her naked was arousing him, he instead tried to focus on his anger as she headed off into the adjacent bathroom and slammed the door shut.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the image of her out of his mind, or the memory of how she felt when he had pinned her under him. The only problem was that as a result he now had a raging hard on.
Shifting uncomfortably on the bed as he tried to will it away, he couldn't help but feel that he was making a mistake but letting Willow just walk out.
He quickly tossed that idea aside whoever, after all she was disobedient, had no respect for her elders and as she was not his childe, he had no control over her.
Convincing himself that he was right, he lay on the bed and waited for her to re-emerge.
By the time Willow finally came out of the bathroom, Angelus' erection had all but disappeared, much to his relief. Deciding to see if she'd say anything before he left, he held onto the cutting remark he was going to utter to her.
She has almost exited out the door when she suddenly turned back at looked at him. Waiting a moment she walked back over to him. Crawling over the bed to reach him, she studied his face for a moment as he watched her, his face expressionless. Leaning down, she placed a light kiss on his lips, intended as a parting gift.
Unfortunately, instead it only caused to ignite the passion from the previous night, the memories of which assaulted both their minds.
Not really realizing what she was doing, instead of pulling away she deepened the kiss, opening her mouth for him. He greedily took her invitation and plunged his tongue into her mouth, both seeking her own tongue and exploring at the same time.
The combination of her body pressed against his and the feel of her tongue against his quickly make his softening penis erect again, and as she inadvertently brushed against it he couldn't help the groan that escaped his lips.
Suddenly it was if that one noise had been a slap in the face and made them realize what they were doing.
Pulling away from him, Willow quickly crawled off the bed and flew out the door, only stopping to give a worried glance back.
Taking a moment to let what had just happened sink in, Angelus looked up to see Willow flying out the bedroom door.
Untangling himself from the sheets, he ran out of the room after her, determined to find her.
When she has kissed him a moment ago, it had been as if something had clicked in his brain and he realized what a fool he'd be to let her go.
She was everything he had ever looked for. Powerful, had a mind of her own and was not afraid to challenge people or take risks. Everything he had previously thought was a disadvantage.
But now she had fled, and after how he had acted how could he blame her. They may be vampires, but it didn't mean they didn't feel anything.
It soon became clear to Willow as she rushed down another flight of stairs that she had no idea where she was going. The building she was in was old and had numerous corridors and doors with no set system to where they led.
Stopping at the bottom of the stairs Willow admitted to herself that she was lost. And seeing that Angelus knew the building far better than her, the odds where he'd manage to find her before she got out. At which point he'd most likely stake her for her actions a moment ago.
Deciding it was best to keep moving Willow had just rounded a corridor when she heard him calling out to her.
Ignoring him, she kept on running and hopped to lose him.
Not looking back she carried on.
"Willow, wait a minute!" Angelus said.
She didn't know why, but the tone in Angelus voice caught her attention and caused her to pause for a moment. It was all he needed as Willow suddenly felt a pair of strong arms circle her waist.
Struggling for a moment to free herself of his hold, what happened next she didn't expect.
As Angelus finally caught up with Willow and grabbed a hold of her, he couldn't help but let out a low groan as she struggled against him, her body brushing over her erection. It was at this moment that he suddenly realized that he was still naked. He had been in such a rush to get to her before she had left that both his clothes and his problem has been forgotten. That however was not the case now.
Noticing that she has stopped struggling, he bent down to whisper in her ear.
"Going so soon?"
Shivering slightly as he gently bit on her ear she said. "You you told me to g go remember."
"Well," Angelus said as he glided his lips down her neck, "I was wrong. I didn't mean what I said. Forgive me?"
"I um why should I?"
"Because, we both know it's a mistake for you to leave. And if you stay I promise to make it up to you. So, you forgive me?"
"I no ye yes." Willow said changing her mind as Angelus brushed his erection up against her.
Spinning her around so fast it made her dizzy, Willow suddenly found Angelus' lips crushed against hers and demanding entrance to her mouth.
Granting it, she parted her lips for him and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, keeping him there.
As neither of them needed to breath their tongues continued to battle with one another for several minutes until finally they broke away from each other.
Turing his attention to her throat, Angelus began nibbling a tail downwards to the base of her neck and grazed his fangs across, just braking the skin enough for a few droplets of blood to escape, which he hungrily lapped up.
Moaning at his actions, Willow pressed herself up against him, feeling his erection pressing against her stomach.
Finding his mouth again, Willow pulled him into another punishing kiss and one of her hands slowly slid down his chest until she came into contact with his throbbing member.
Wrapping her hand around it, she squeezed slightly causing him to moan loudly into her mouth.
Moving her hand up and down his length she was pleased to hear him continue moaning. As he stated to thrust his hips towards her hand, he broke the kiss and looking down at her with passion filled eyes.
Taking in an un-needed breath had removed her hand off him and started to lead her down the hall.
Confused at his actions she pulled on his hand for him to stop and turned to face him.
"Angelus, where are we going? I don't understand."
"Well," he said as he backed her up against the wall, "I didn't think it'd be wise to continue this out here, wouldn't it be nicer to go somewhere private, where no one would find us for hours days even?"
"Oh, I see," Willow said, quickly losing the point of the conversation as Angelus pinned her to the wall and kissed her again.
Feeling his arms settle on her waist, she wrapped her hands around him and held on as he lifted her off the ground.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, she moaned as she felt him pressing against her.
His lips never leaving hers, he carried her down the hallway until he approached a double set of doors.
Setting Willow down, he reached out and turned the knob and pushed open the doors.
Leading her into the room he turned around and closed the doors behind them, locking them.
Taking a moment to look around, Willow realized that they were in an unused bedroom. It was barely furnished, but for the king sized bed in the middle of the room.
Turning back, she watched as Angelus finished looking the doors and walked over to her.
Capturing her mouth with his again, he slowly started to back her towards the bed.
When her legs touched it Angelus pulled away.
"You have too many clothes on." He said as he starting to unbutton her shirt. Quickly growing impatient, he pulled the material apart, sending buttons popping off in all directions.
Sliding the material off her shoulders, he let it fall to the ground already forgotten. Running his eyes over her chest he reached up and ran his hands over her breasts, watching as her nipples hardened under his touch.
Lowering his head, he casually extended his tongue and ran it over her nipples one at a time, eliciting a small gasp from Willow at his cold touch.
While continuing to massage one of her breasts with his hand, he ran his tongue over the other, until his tongue finally sweeping over her nipple causing her to lean into his touch.
Taking the tip into his mouth, he sucked lightly on in, before releasing it and biting into it gently with his dull teeth, causing Willow to cry out. Pleased in the reactions he was causing in her, he gave the same attention to her other breast before trailing his way back up her body and capturing her lips once again.
Smelling her arousal he broke the kiss further as his hands reached down for her skirt. Moving his hands behind her he pulled the zip down and slid her skirt off her, pleased to find her to be wearing no underwear.
Noticing his reaction she looked up at him.
"I seemed to have lost them last night." She said with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Oh, tragedy." He said, lowering her onto the bed.
Watching as she backed up the bed he soon joined her, his body covering hers.
Giving her a quick kiss, he slid down her body nudging her legs apart with his knee as he went along.
Stopping so he rested between her thighs he looked back up and into her eyes, seeing the desire that was held there.
Taking in fully the scent of her desire, he let out a low moan and felt his already painful erection harden even more.
Lowering his head, he snaked out his tongue to taste her, causing her to shudder at his touch. Parting her folds with his fingers, his plunged his tongue into her core, causing her to raise her hips off the bed.
Placing his hands firmly on her hips, he held her to the bed, as his tongue continued to explore her depths, causing Willow to moan loudly at his actions.
As he continued his actions, he could hear Willow begging him for release. Normally one for games when it came to pleasure, he felt no need for them today.
Removing one of his hands from her hips, he reached down and brushed it over her clit causing her to cry out in a mixture of need and pleasure.
Increasing his actions with his tongue, he plunged his tongue faster in and out of her, and continued to brush his thumb over her sensitive bundle of nerves. When he could tell she was about to come he removed his thumb from her only to reach down again and pinch her clit hard, causing Willow to cry out as her orgasm hit her. Continuing his ministrations, he continued to lap up her juices until she had clamed down before moving back up her body.
As Willow ground her hips against him, his own painful need for release came to the front of his mind.
Lost in his own pleasure of her hips grinding against him, the sudden feeling of Willow's hand stroking his penis caused him to snap his eyes to hers watching her as she watched him.
Losing himself again in her actions for a moment, Angelus knew he was close to the edge.
Pulling her hand away from him he thrust quickly into her, both groaning at the sensations it caused.
Wrapping her legs around him, Willow was unable to keep her moans of pleasure to herself as he continued to thrust deeply into her.
Lowering his head to her neck, he suckled on her pulse point, feeling the blood rush through her veins she he pounded into her, Willow meeting him thrust for thrust, both searching for the release they craved.
Feeling her walls tighten around him, Angelus sped up his actions bringing himself closer to the edge.
All of a sudden Willow's orgasm hit, causing her to scream out with pleasure. Lowering her head she slipped into her game face and bit into Angelus' shoulder, feeling the blood trickle into her mouth.
The feeling of Willow biting him was enough to send Angelus over the edge also as he emptied himself into her, his fangs sinking into her neck.
Collapsing on top of her, he withdrew his fangs from her neck, his tongue catching the last few drops of blood.
After a moment he felt her shift underneath him and he rolled off her onto his back, pulling her on top of him.
Absently stroking her hair he pulled her down for a kiss before they both drifted off to sleep.