“Renee, did they call?” Angel asked as he drove quicker down the street.
“No. Buffy and Oz did, they’re almost at their location and Giles and Merle are there ready to go in and check it.”
“Good. We’re almost there. I’ll call you if we find them.”
Angel hung up, shutting off the cell as he parked the car a few feet away from the warehouse.
“Here, when you need it, pull the nub off,” Angel instructed him as he handed him the gas.
“How do we get in?” Xander asked him.
“We open a door,” he replied as they walked to the back of the warehouse, noticing a pair of lights on, on the third and fourth floor.
Xander took a deep breath, hoping they found them, found them well and alive.
Angel pulled open the door, trying to make the least amount of noise. He peered into the darkness, finding it empty.
“Come on.”
Xander followed, his eyes straining to see in the dark.
“They better be fine,” Xander thought a loud as they began to walk down the hall.
“They will, if not none of them will ever come out of here,” Angel replied menacingly.
Xander agreed, finally knowing how much Willow
meant to Angel, but most importantly, what Amy meant to him.
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“How could you do this?” Willow asked angrily.
“We needed to know what exactly you all do?” the man replied.
“You could have asked,” Amy replied, hitting against the cage they were in.
“It’s just a test,” the younger man called ‘George’ replied.
“There are other forms of tests you could do - not scare the hell out of all of us,” Willow replied to his comment.
“Did you have a chance to call them yet?” George asked the other man.
“No, not yet, but I will. In about fifteen minutes,” he replied.
“Then I’m going to call Richard and find out if they have called the hotel for help.”
“I can take care of both of them.”
“I shouldn’t be long.”
The man left, walking down the hallway, never noticing the shadow ahead of him.
“And this will prove what?” Willow asked, trying to cover what Amy was doing to the door.
“Prove if there should be some form of support for a slayer.”
“So if they find us, it’ll prove that..”
“In a way. Not every group can have what yours has, but we might be able to be to convince the rest of the council to use some of the money for other resources, other recruitment’s.”
“You could have done something else to prove it... an obstacle course of something.... even maybe other tests, not this. It wasn’t right.”
“We just don’t have enough time,” he replied, shifting on his seat a bit.
“They must be worried sick.”
“I’d hope they were looking for you.”
“Did you hear that?” Willow asked him as she turned her head to the door.
“Hear what?” he asked as he stood up.
“I thought I head something by the hallway,” she replied, her attention on the doorway.
“I didn’t hear anything,” he replied as he moved closer to them.
“There is went again. You can’t tell me you didn’t hear that,” she asked again.
He walked slowly to the doorway, giving the ladies the opportunity they needed.
Amy opened the door, as Willow walked out, walking up behind him and hitting the side of his head with a book they had found in the cage.
The man fell to the ground with a bang as the women left, picking up their dresses and running out the door and down the hallway.
They both looked back, to see the man crawling after them, never seeing the two bodies blocking their way, until they crashed into waiting arms.
“Angel!”
“Xander!”
“Oh God,” the man on the floor replied as he saw the two men who had stopped the women.
He turned around and crawled back into the room, not wanting to confront them.
Angel and Xander hugged the women tightly, not wanting to let them go.
“Let’s go home,” Xander told them as he let Amy go partially.
Angel scooped Willow into his arms, not wanting to let her go if it wasn’t necessary. Xander did the same, enjoying the way Amy giggled at his action.
Willow nor Amy asked about the men who were passed out on the floor, nor about the funny smell in the rooms. They simply snuggled deeper in the arms of their rescuers, letting them take them home.
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“Thank God you’re both fine,” Merle said as she gave both girls a hug.
“I’ll talk to the council tomorrow. They had no right to do this,” Giles said angrily, almost leaving, but turning to hug them both, before he left.
“Where’s Buffy and Oz?” Xander asked Merle.
“The place they went turned out to be the council headquarters here, so they were asked to stay for some more questioning.”
Willow looked up at Angel, who had been silent since they had rescued them. She did hear him growl twice, not quite sure why.
“I’m sure you’re all tired. I’ll see you tomorrow,” Merle said with a smile and left.
“I’m pooped too. I’ll see you guys tomorrow,” Amy told them.
“I’ll walk you to your room,” Xander quickly said as she walked with her to the stairs.
Willow turned around and looked at Angel who was staring at her intently.
“Angel, what’s wrong?” she asked him worried.
Angel simply wrapped her in his arms and placed a kiss on top of her head.
“Let’s go to bed.”
Willow agreed and again was wisked up into his arms and carried up to his room. He placed her down on the foot of the bed, his arms holding her tightly against him.
“I was so scared I’d never see you again, even after I knew who had you, I was scared I’d never touch you again, never feel you near me again. I just love you so much,” Angel confessed as his lips sought hers.
“But I’d known you’d find me, Angel. I trust you so much, I love you even more, you are everything to me, all I am,” she murmured against his lips as his fingers pulled down the straps of her dress, and groaned in her mouth as he saw her bare breasts, blood rushing to his sex as he saw she wore no bra.
With a look of only need, his head swept down to capture a hardened nipple between his lips as his fingers found the zipper from behind that held the unwanted garment against her body. Willow held on as best she could, sensing the urgency and need that called out to her body. Her arms wrapped around him, holding onto his shoulder as best she could to keep from falling back. Her gown fell around her, earning a loud growl from the vampire as he caught eye of the black garters and small satin panties. Willow tried as best as she could to disrobe him, but his attentive attention to her breasts was making the task difficult. She gave up the moment she felt his index finger brush against her clitoris with the wet satin.
“Angel… Angel…” she chanted as he fell to his knees, his mouth as level with her soft mound.
Instead of moving the material, he used it to his advantage his tongue swirling above the slit, staining the black satin. His fingers slid inside her burning heat, the material coated in her juices. It was maddening for her, she wanted to feel his cool fingers inside her. Her hips thrusted up, trying to move his lips lower where she needed it the most. But it was not to be as he quickly stood and captured her lips in a searing kiss that melted her against him. He took her tiny waist in his hands and raised her up and out of the pool of dress as Willow desperately tried to unbutton his dress shirt. She placed her down as they tried to make it to the bed, their lips never leaving. Frustrated with the retraining material, buttons flew to the floor as Willow ripped open his shirt as Angel busied himself with his pants.
They fell onto the bed, naked flesh upon naked flesh, making them both moan in their mouths. Willow ground her body against his in attempt to slide higher on the mattress, smiling at the result she had on her love. Angel’s mouth pulled away and hissed, his head back, with eyes shut as he waited for the next rush of pure carnal lust. He didn’t wait long as she repeated the action, prompting him to do the only rational thing left. In one fluid movement, he snatched off her panties, making her moan louder in surprise, her body once more arching up, rubbing against his. Claming her lips once more, he pressed her down against the bed, grinding their sexes against in each other.
The tiny redhead wrapped her arms around him, her hands lost in his hair as she tried to press him against her more, her breasts crushing against his hard cool chest. Without further delay, Angel entered her in one thrust, burying himself deep inside her. Her slick walls welcomed him to her heat, enveloping him with a tightness Angel still marveled at. Willow pulled away, needing to take in air into her lungs as she met him thrust for thrust. Cool skin met hot skin over and over again, the blood in their veins burning. His mouth placed intent kisses over her cheeks, eyes, nose, and forehead, finally reaching her mouth and branding as his with an explosive kiss. He lost himself in her, thrusting harder and faster, his body giving her the extra needed stimulation to join him in the flames that would consume them.
It was lips connected and eyes open when they
felt the blinding pleasure explode throughout their bodies, something so
powerful, neither had felt before, leaving them trembling in each others
arms for the rest of the night.
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