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Angel's POV What words can describe the beautiful essence that is Buffy Summers? How can there be words in the world to summarize my eternal love for the tiny goddess who took it upon herself to come into my life and make everything right? There are none.
Much too long for a man who needs love I miss you since I've been away. Babe, it wasn't easy to leave you alone It's getting harder each time that I go If I had the choice I would stay. But as I watch her fighting the vampires, watch her moving as gracefully as she ever has, the power of the Slayer roaring through her veins, I can feel my heart swell. She may not realize it, or want it, but the Vampire Slayer she was born to be helps make her everything she is right in that moment. And she is as gorgeous as the sky is blue during the day, where I cannot venture. A heavy burden suddenly appears on my shoulders and I close my eyes. How can I offer her anything? How can she still want me? After everything that these hands have done... everything that the world has blamed me for? How can she still say it? "Angel!" Her voice is like the Heavens opening above me and raining love down on my heavy shoulders. I open my eyes and catch her just in time as she jumps into my arms, her luscious lips finding mine almost instantly. Everything falls away. The world suddenly closes off and all I feel is her small frame within my large one. Her voice is like the softest silk comforting the roughest skin. It’s soft tones caress my ears and I feel like singing from the pure joy it brings me. I don’t ever want to let her go... "Hi," she whispers shyly, her arms still around my neck, gripping my shoulders. She smiles warmly and I can’t help but smile back. How can I not? She’s the only who can make it this way and I wouldn’t change it for the world. I can feel my lips moving in reply but I can’t understand my own words as I stare into her eyes. Those soft hazel eyes that manage to capture all the light in the world. They are shining and I feel joy cascade through my soul. How does she do that? "So..." she continues and I bend down further to press my forehead to hers. The contact is precious and I feel her breathing hitch as her heartbeat increases. I can see her skin taking on a deep pink tint. I smile knowingly. "What are you doing right now? ‘Cause if you’re busy, I can just come by later. Or," she takes a moment to look stricken, "If you want to just meet somewhere. Or maybe-" I know what she is speaking of and I lean forward to capture her lips. Those satiny plump lips... I can’t seem to get enough of their drug. My love for the tiny woman in the circle of my arms is like an explosion in my heart and I kiss her deeper. I can feel her wandering tongue against mine and I allow my hands to creep up her back. Her long, toned back... She’s so beautiful...
I can't wait for the nights with you I imagine the things we'll do I just wanna be loved by you. No one like you - I can't wait for the nights with you
Just imagine the things we'll do "So beautiful," I whisper and I see her pull away and blush once more. I smirk lovingly down at her and before I know what I am doing, I am leading her towards my small apartment, her small hand in my large one, tucked securely. Watching her take off her clothes, so slowly and deliberately, is like watching the finest Opera singer at the peak of her moment, all of her glory shining through, making all the crowd weep with pleasure. It’s watching a waterfall of discarded clothes fall from her finely tanned body onto the floor. It’s watching her hooded eyes as she moves towards me, her virgin state of mind ever so evident to him. And she’s all the more beautiful for it. "Make love to me," she whispers and I feel my heart clench as I reach for her. She slides into my hands like rain through white clouds. She’s the purest thing I’ve ever touched and I can feel the addicting burn as she allows us to fall to the bed. "I love you, Angel." Tears come to my eyes at her breathless declaration and I press my lips to the smooth column that is her soft neck. She accepts, arching into me. Her awesome trust is fascinating and I can’t help but want to pull back and stare. Her blush makes me grin down at her and her genuine smile is bright. So, so bright... I can feel her shaky fingers at my pants and I help her. Her nervous anticipation is beautiful and I help her push my black slacks down my hips. I can still see her surprise at my penis and it makes me smile at her delicious youthfulness. They had been together, many times and in many ways and places, but her unwavering innocence still managed to astound and awe him. It was another beautiful aspect of her character. I look into her eyes, as I do every time before I enter her tight warmth, and I can feel the love radiating off of her. She’s so special, my sweet Buffy, that I could literally fly away if I wasn’t holding onto her. "I love you." She smiles up at me and I thrust into her, her wet chamber accepting me, clenching against me strongly. I gasp. "Buffy." Her name is like a prayer when it escapes my lips and she moans loudly.
To describe all my longing for love I don't want my feelings restrained. Oh Babe, I just need you like never before
Just imagine you'd come through this door This is where I belong. In the haven that her arms create, only her arms. Always her arms. The beauty that she places in me is blinding and I feel my soul crack in half as it flies to her and mine is made whole again with her half. I’ll always be with her. She’ll always be with me. "Because there’s no one like you."
As the body sleeps restlessly, lost in the dream world that the soul has conjured of a passion that is denied, sweet words and memories of a love that are forbidden to him, the demon who never sleeps dreams his own dreams. Dreams of a girl that for all intended purposes should be his mortal enemy but instead is his obsession.
Angelus’ POV So now that poet boy has gotten all of the fluff and words of love out of the way let’s get right to it. What really makes Buffy Summers, Vampire Slayer extraordinaire so unique? Well that’s simple really its her passion. It’s the way her body moves when she’s running at full speed tracking her prey, a vision of stealth and strength. It’s the way her body sways with each thrust of her sword, parrying her enemy with precise skill and speed. It’s the way she slinks and sways towards me her eyes glazed over with passion. It’s the way she roughly grabs my head and thrusts her tongue into my mouth tasting every little hidden corner.
I can't wait for the nights with you
No one like you - I can't wait for the nights with you It’s the way her strong nimble little hand wraps around my hard erection seducing me with her touch. It’s the way she pumps my cock faster and faster, her fingertips grazing my balls. It’s the way she leans her beautiful mouth down to the head of my cock and drinks down my seed as it shoots out from her attention. It’s the way that she hungrily crawls up my aching body and her tight thighs straddle my waist as she grins evilly at me like a cat that’s gotten into the milk. It’s the way that she scraps her nails over my hard nipples drawing tiny droplets of blood making me hiss with pain and pleasure, as she moves her wet pussy back and forth over my cock. It’s the way that she hovers her breasts over my mouth to be pleasured. It’s the way her nipples taste in my mouth and her throaty moans of pleasure as I lave them with attention, nipping and licking in all the right places. It’s the way she firmly grabs my hardness and impatiently impales her self as a sigh of pleasure escapes those ruby red lips. It’s the way her tight body moves over mine, taking herself higher and higher to that peak of perfection that awaits her over the horizon. It’s the way she plays with her own nipples as she’s riding me. It’s the way she roughly grabs my hair and yanks my head back sinking her human teeth in my throat stimulating the feeding of a vampire lover. It’s the way she screams my name with wonder as she coats my cock with her juices as she cums. It’s the way that she makes me The Scourge of Europe feel whipped and dominated and loving every minute of it. It’s the way that she makes me crave her heat constantly. It’s the way that she gives her self to me unconditionally and without reservations. It’s the way that she makes me see that even after two hundred and plus years of pure debauchery with everything from human to demon, that there is no one like her and never will be.
I just wanna be loved by you. There's no one like you! Fin l be kind, rewind l back to top l
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