Willow came in and threw off her jacket. She'd been gone all night and was
exhausted. She didn't bother looking for Angel or see if he was home. She
just went right into the bathroom and got into the shower.

After a long shower she got out and brushed her teeth, taking the contacts
from her hazel eyes and slipping on her small framed glasses. She walked over
to the drawer she kept her night shirts in and didn't see one.

"Damn."

Having no other choice, she pulled open the pulled open the one Angel had for
himself so they weren't constantly walking in towels to get their cloths from
the shower. She pulled out one of his large button-down silk shirts and
pulled it over, only unbuttoning the top two button's. She pulled the towel
off her and threw it over the rack, stepping out and switching off the lights.

Walking through the kitchen, she grabbed the amulet and put it around her
neck, grabbing the journal next to it and carrying it with her. Never missing
a strut. She flipped through the pages as she walked and as she got to
Angel's door it opened and he stepped out right in front of her, causing her
to drop the book.

"Angel."

"Sorry." He knelt down to retrieve it for her.

"No, I should have been looking." He handed her the book and looked up, still
knelling.

"What?" she asked about his intent stare.

"Nothing. I just never actually saw you before bed so I never knew you wore
glasses." He rose, lightly gliding his fingers over her exposed leg and she
pulled back a bit.

"Yeah, I try to wear them as much as possible. Not many people know I wear
them." She stood still as he continued looking at her, avoiding her eyes a
little. He traced a hand up to her face and over to her glasses where lightly
pulled them from her face.

"I'm glad you don't hide behind those lenses. Such beautiful eyes never
should be." He traced her face with the legs of the glasses and then dropped
them to his side, taking his hand and tracing her cheek with his fingers.

"Angel, don't" Willow pulled away. She went to move past him and he moved,
pinning her against the wall.

"Why are you doing this?" He traced over her arms to her body. "I love you.
All I want is to be with you." He moved down her tiny frame to her buttocks
and leaned in, lightly touching his lips to her's. Only for seconds did they
touch, then he arched back into her, repeating the move but having more
contact with her lips. Doing it a third time he claimed her lips in a full
passion-filled kiss. She arched into it, wanting his touch. He tilted his
head, claiming her mouth even more into the kiss, his body flush against
her's.

His hands traveled from her buttocks to her arms and down to her wrists, she
arched her hands out to capture his but he stopped on her wrists, grasping
them and holding her hands to the wall, the glasses still in his left hand.
He pulled her hands up the wall and out, stretching her out like a cross. He
broke the kisses from her mouth and moved down to her neck and shoulder, down
her arms back up. She arched her back and threw her head back as she bit her
tongue to keep from making any sound.

Sliding his kisses back up her body and pulling her arms back close, he
pushed her towards the door to his room, claiming her mouth in another
passionate kiss. He pushed her through the door and towards the bed, having
her fall on it before she knew she was near it.

He ran his hands to the shirt where it buttons down and pulled ripping them
right off. Willow broke the kiss to pull up the bed a little and wrapped her
arms around his neck and shoulders and let her fingers go through his hair.

"That." Kiss. "Was" Kiss. "You're" Deeper kiss. "Shirt."

He kissed her deeper tan the one before and pulled back to pull himself onto
the bed a bit too. "I never." Kiss. "Liked it." Kiss. "Anyway." Passionate
kiss. "Too." Kiss "White." Passionate kiss.

"You always were." Deep kiss. "A dark" Hard and Passionate kiss. "Clothes
person." Hard and passionate kiss again.

Angelus pulled her down on the pillow a bit and settled between her legs,
pulling the shirt completely off her as she helped lift up to remove it. He
traced his hands over her shape to her waist and Willow moved her hands down
his chest and pulled the shirt over him. He leaned up a bit to help and when
it was off he felt her move her hands to his pants, unbuttoning then
unzipping them. She pulled them down as far as she could reach till he
finished by kicking them off.

She ran her hands and eyes over his back, down his body to his ass and
lightly squeezed it, continuing around to his waist and back up to his chest
as he kissed a path over her collar and the top of her chest.

"You are such a sweet." He wet kissed her at the bottom and front of his neck
and at the top of her chest. "Sweet." Returned to wet kiss some more.
"Tasting." Kissed again. "Everything."

If Willow hadn't been so caught up in the passion of the moment, she probably
would have blushed at the compliment. She felt him move his hips and her legs
caught up, bending her knees. She nudged him with her chin from his kisses on
her neck and he looked up, catching her eyes, then leaned up, catching her
mouth in a hard kiss, their tongues battling for dominance.

Angelus thrust his hips again, trusting into her and Willow gasp through the
kiss. He went to move and she whimpered. He had trouble containing the growl
as he trust against her, feeling her squeal him with her tight muscles.

He continued to thrust into her, nipping at her skin as he did. Willow came
with a half whimper, half light scream. Squeezing him so hard he shifted
faces as he climaxed, throwing his face to her neck and biting down.

When he came down from his orgasm he relaxed, drinking in her blood more
fruitfully. It tasted to him as nothing he'd ever had. Like the sweetness of
the rest of her. Or what she had, till he was finished with her. He thought.

He pulled away to feel her limp on the bed. Hoping he didn't take too much
out of her, he moved her over a bit and settled her to the bed. he licked
once more at the wound before going to turn in when he stopped.

He stared down at the wound, finding it closing over, as if it had never
happened. He brushed his hand over it to feel and no mark was here. He looked
down to still see the amulet on around her neck. But the colors were swirling
together as it had when Willow had touched it before. He touched it once and
went to remove it but found it as heavy as five tons of steel. Which was
impossible because it would crush her chest.

He growled, ignoring it till he could figure out what to do to get it off,
laying down next to her. He looked at her face. A pure smile visible. He
scuffled at the look and turned around, grabbing his pillow ruffly and
pulling it down under him, growling and closing his eyes to sleep.
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told you I knew what I was doing... Such a familiar scene, such a different
ending...
 

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