DEVIL IN DISGUISE (3/?)
Willow looked at the clothes in her closet, discarding everything.
She
groaned, glaring at a laughing Angelus. "Shut up."
"Just pick something" he said, watching her stare at the rather
poor choices
in her closet. He loved her but had to admit her clothing was sometimes
not
very flattering. "You know that anything you wear is fine."
Willow rolled her eyes, looking back at her clothes. She liked her
clothing
but it all seemed rather inadequate suddenly. "I should buy something
new."
Angleus laughed, "You look beautiful in anything....or nothing at
all."
Willow had to laugh, "Angelus! Help me."
He sighed, sitting up on the bed. He stood, going to her closet.
He looked at
the choices, staring at her then looking back at the clothes. He
finally
pulled out a pretty dress that was hiding near the back. "This
is nice."
"I guess so" Willow said, looking at the short dress. She had bought
it on
impulse while shopping with Buffy one day a few months before.
After buying
it, she had decided that she would never wear it. It was a pretty
green silk
sheer shift that went over a darker green slip. She took it from
him, seeing
his eyes darken at her casual touch. She laughed, "Quit looking
at me like
that or we may never leave."
"And that would be bad why?" he asked, pulling her naked body into
his. He
heard her soft sigh as he rubbed his leather clad thigh against
her, her
juices evident on the now slick material.
"Angelus" she said, groaning as he deliberately let the material
of his pants
brush against her. "I need to get dressed."
He leaned over and kissed her deeply, his tongue claiming her mouth
before he
pulled away. He reluctantly let her go, "Ok. Get dressed. But,
you owe me
one."
"I owe you?" she asked, laughing as she walked towards to the bathroom,
her
hand staying in his until she had to finally let go. "Sure thing
honey."
"You little tease" he said, laughing as he laid back on the bed.
He put his
hands behind his head as he waited for her to dress. Tonight, he
was going to
introduce her to Drusilla and Spike, once he found his children
that was.
They were going to love Willow. He only hoped she loved them. He
smiled as he
heard her offkey singing in the shower. He stood, pulling his shirt
over his
head. He slid his pants off as he walked towards the shower, towards
Willow.
They had waited a few days to see Spike and Dru. What was another
couple of
hours?