Part 20

KATE POV

I can't believe how much has happened in the last year. Losing Dad was
the hardest, but I have found so much as well. I learned about a world I
never knew existed.  Wes has been so helpful. At first, all I saw was Angel.
He was the stuff of legend, tall, dark and handsome.  But I couldn't get past
his past. I wonder how Willow does it.  I have read all about Angel.  She can
look past the ridges that come out on his forehead when his temper flares.  I
can't. I wanted to, but when vampires killed Daddy.  I couldn't.  Maybe I
wouldn't. It doesn't matter now.

I watch as Wes sleeps.  He brings me peace.  I wish I could explain it.
I always Wes stimulating.  I love the way he tries to be so proper and
British.  It makes me feel like a girl. I have to be tough at work. Wes is
very poetic about comparing me to a diamond, hard on the outside, brilliant
on the inside.  The testosterone can make a girl crazy. Wes likes it when I
come home with my hair down and my shoes off.  It feels weird having someone
to come home to.  I have been living with Wes for about six months now.  I
can't remember what life was like when I didn't wake up next to him. I know
something is up with Wes. He has been nervous lately.  I can read him like a
book. I begin to read an old case file.

"Good morning, darling." Wes whispers in my ear.  I love the way his five
o'clock shadow feels as he kisses my neck.  I lean into his touch.

"Good morning Wes."

"Do you work today?"

"No, I am on call.  Why?"

"I made a lunch basket for us. Me, you, your cell, the sun." Wes' hands
soon traveled all over my robe. I love it when he touches me. We showered
together. It was the feeling of his hands in my hair, rubbing the shampoo
into my scalp. My hands quickly wash his chest in the shower.  I love doing
this with my eyes closed. It gives my hands an excuse to wander.  We only
shower together on our days off.  It tends to lead to other activities.
After we cuddled Wes told me to get dressed.  Oh, yeah, something's up with
loverboy.

I smile as he triple checks the picnic basket he packed.   Wes is more
romantic than I thought possible. Now, if Faith and Giles would just admit
the way they feel about each other, things will be almost perfect.  We drove
to Angel Investigations. The new building was even lager than the last one.
Namely for the added features.  Wes' pride was the two-story library.  Willow
loved the old wine cellar that housed certain, occupants. Angel had the flat
roof made into a viewing area.  The view is spectacular. You can see the
ocean from here.

Wes placed the basket down next to me.  I felt his stubble as he kissed
my neck. "Have I told you how much I loved you Katherine?"

"Not today."

"Can I show you?" He says in that deep voice with his British accent that
makes me weak in the knees. And he knows this.

"Here?" I ask stunned by his boldness.

"Here and now." He says inches from me ears. I can feel his breath as he
speaks.

"Wesley..."

"Close your eyes Katherine."  I used to hate being called Katherine, but
Wes made me love it.  I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I felt his
hands take my left one and place something on it.

"Open your eyes Katherine." Wes murmurs softly to me.

I opened my eyes and saw the most beautiful diamond.  I turned around and
saw Wes get on his knee. "I want to marry you Katherine. Will you be Mrs.
Wesley Windham-Price?"

I cried.  I hugged him. "Yes, Yes Yes." I said crying as I kissed him.
Once I calmed down, he held me so close to him. Wes, he did cry too. God, he
is so romantic. We had a picnic on the roof of Angel Investigations. We had
wine with cheese and crackers.  It was nice, to lay with Wes in the sunlight,
considering he works in the dark. The dark drew us together. We will tell the
others when we see them later.
 

Chapter 21

Faith POV

It can be amazing how many things can change in a year.  I mean Wesley
has a girlfriend.  I don't know why I find it funny, but I do.  I get along
with Kate now.  I know when I was released, she watched me, waiting for me to
make a mistake. I have been a good girl.  I have two watchers.  According to
Rupert, B hardly ever stops by.  He said she is not the same person he knew
five years ago.  I don't know what I can do to help him. I am glad I am out
and I asked him to be my watcher. I knew it would be a condition of working
for Angel.  I didn't care.  He tried to help me and I betrayed him.

Angel has something special going on next weekend.  He hasn't said a
word, but I can tell something's up.  Even Crimson has been giddy lately.
Everyone here has fallen in love. I have too, but I haven't told Rupert.  I
can already hear him say that slayers and watchers don't become involved.  I
am also afraid he will leave. Angel tells me I worry too much, but I do.
Maybe it is part of a slayer. "Hey, Dennis, how about some tunes?" I say to
the air.

I smile when Dennis puts on my favorite CD, Money by KMFD. I dance around
my kitchen as I do dishes and laundry. Dennis is cool.  Before when I was
bad, Denis slammed a door in my face. Dennis is cool though.  I have noticed
he gets kind of jealous when Angel or Rupert come over.  He loves Willow. I
mean he hands her stuff before she even asks.  Dennis sometimes does that for
me. I bought Dennis a white board, one small enough to move around and
markers.  "Dennis, what should I do about Rupert?"

I watch, as the marker moves on it's own. Tell him.

I smile. "Have you been talking with Angel?  He tells me the same thing."

Again, magic marker moves. Does he make you happy?

"He does."

Do you love him?

"Madly,"

Slayers have short lives, tell him b4 its too late.

Leave it to Dennis to take a concept and simplify it. "Thanks, Dennis my
phantom menace."

Dennis then draws a smiley face with the tongue sticking out. I love my
ghost I really do. Sometimes, I wish I could just hug him. Then the idea
comes. I called Willow, hoping I wasn't interrupting any bonding or bondage.

"Hello" Willow said in her lazy, just-been-wildly-shagged-by-a-250-year-
old-vampire voice.

"You ok, Crimson, you sound, well, worn out."

"Could say that." She said.

"I need a favor. Will we see Rupert this weekend?"

"Yeah, he's coming up Saturday night remember?"

"Is he staying with you?"

"NO, Faith, Rupert is going to stay with you. He will give you such a
spanking, your ass will be red for two weeks." Angel said. Damn his vampire
hearing.  I hear Willow laughing hysterically in the background.

"Hey, Crimson, how are you with an 8 ft bullwhip?"

"Not very."

"Want to learn?  I am sure Angel would love to let me show you how to use
one. I mean any wounds we give him, will quickly heal." I said.

"I think so too."  Willow says in that dreamy voice. I heard Angel
growling.  Two can play the game.

"Listen, Crimson, tell Fang, I will be there later, I have some errands
to do.  And bite Angel for me."

"Imazadi, come here, I need to bite you." Willow said giggling.

"Bye, Willow."

"See ya sucker." Willow said and hung up the phone.  One day I will
understand her.

"Dennis, Rupert is staying here this weekend.  Will you be nice?"

I watch the marker draw a smiley face. "Were you this twisted when you
were alive?"

The marker didn't move. I got up and finished my housework.  I grinned
when I saw the pictured of Dennis on my mantle. I kissed the picture goodbye.
I then left.  I do some volunteer work for the after school kids club. I am
essentially a baby sitter. I don't do it for any other reason than I am
helping people.  The kids are fun. I do not liked my ass kicked in
Playstation by twelve year olds.  I stay until the last kid is picked up. I
then head off to my real job.  I do a patrol as I walk over to Angel
Investigations.  I ran into Gunn on my way here. Gunn is pretty cool.  He
keeps asking me for a date, but I only like him as a friend and sparring
partner. I have helped to train him and his guys better.  None of them alone
can take me down.  I lose when it becomes four to one. I make sure they are
padded. I don't take protection. They were stunned at first when I refused
paddin! g.  Then when they saw me kick a huge hole in the solid concrete wall,
they understood.

They are quite impressive as a team.  I was sparring with them when I
felt him. Angel was standing there watching us. "You like to watch don't you
Angel?" I ask licking my lips for effect.

"If the show is good."

"Think you can take me."

"Did once before."

"Times change old man." I know that the guys are looking at me like I am
crazy.  They know how good Angel is.

"Some things never change little girl." I love this arguing with Angel,
its like foreplay to our battle. Ok, it also makes me go home and fuck myself
into oblivion, but I love it.

Angel tosses the sword to me.  I pick it up and slice through the air
with it.  Angel takes off his coat and picks one up.  "Shall we dance?"

"Don't trip." The fighting begins. He attacks me and I defend myself.  I
love the clanging metal. I jump and duck.  I grin when I drew blood for his
arm.

"Opps. Forgive me." I say as I continue to attack. Soon all that I am
aware of is him, and the battle.  This is what I was made for.  This is what
I love. We sparred for awhile.  Finally he won.

I became aware of clapping noises and paper being shuffled. They bet on
me. "Angel, you ok."

"All gone." He says showing the rip in his shirt and perfectly smooth
skin.

"Amazing." I hear. My heart skips a beat and I see Rupert standing there.

"Is it Saturday already?"

"Close enough." Rupert says.

"Drink?" I ask.

He smiles. We went over to the tavern next door. I had two scotches.  The
liquid felt good as it slid down my throat. I was all too aware of my needs.
I need a man, I needed, I wanted Rupert. "I need a shower." I say to him.

"Your place.." He says, running his finger over my bare arm.

"Yes." I say. We got the cab quickly.  I tried to breathe evenly as I
felt Rupert's finger over my skin.  I wanted him. I wanted to take him right
there in this cab. I was glad my apartment was close. Rupert paid and we
quickly got into my house. The next thing I know is that I am being pressed
into the wall.  Rupert's kiss was aggressive and demanding. I moaned as our
tongues dueled for control.  Rupert pressed himself against me. Finally we
both needed air. We both broke apart, panting. "Bedroom now." I panted.

He picked me up and carried my into my room. He threw me gently on the
bed.  I grinned. Rupert likes to play rough. I felt his hands find the zipper
to my pants.  I lifted my hips as he peeled the pants off me.  It was
incredible. He took my clothes off and I took his off, I intentionally ripped
his shirt, sending buttons flying across the room. He groaned at my
affections.  We lay in bed naked, kissing, hands exploring each other.   I
felt like my skin was on fire.

"I want you, Faith."

"Take me Ripper." I moaned.  He kissed me so hard, I knew my lips might
bruise, but I didn't care.

"On your knees." Ripper said in my ear.  I then turned around on all
fours.

I groaned as Ripper ran his hands over my ass.  He would squeeze and
grab, making me wiggle.  His fingers brushed against my clit and I gasped.
"How do you want it Faith, hard and fast, or, slow and tender." Rupert kept
teasing my skin.  I could feel his pinky ever so often brush across my clit.

"Hard, fast, now." I panted.  He played with my clit, making sure I was
dripping wet.  He then slammed his length into me in one stroke.  I screamed.
 It had been over a year since I had been with a man. It felt like heaven.  I
pressed myself against him, trying to get him as deep as I could.

Rupert groaned as I used muscles on his cock, holding it, caressing it.
Rupert moaned so much, it made me really wet.  I began to play with myself
while he began to pump his cock in and out of me.  I felt him stretching me.
The rush was incredible.  My nipples were already hard from the friction of
rubbing them into my flannel sheet.  I didn't care, all that mattered was
that Rupert was now pounding into me, at a maddening rate. My fingers worked
faster and I screamed his name as I came.  Rupert was still in me as the
orgasm raced through me.  When I finally had calmed down enough I was aware
of his small gentle thrusts.

He was still so hard.  I moaned and pressed myself against him. I felt
his hands at my shoulder.  His nails dug into me and he slid them down my
back. I screamed as he left a trail down my back.  It felt so good.  My skin
was so alive.  He then did something I wasn't expecting he spanked me. I
groaned with each slap he delivered to my ass. I could feel the heat
radiating off my skin. Rupert then stopped with the spanking and ever so
lightly ran his fingertips over my ass. I trembled under his hands. He then
slammed himself deep into me.  The pressure was so intense. My ass was still
very tender and Rupert was so deep in me.   "Does my Faith want to come?"

"Yes!"

I felt his fingers near my clit.  Soon Rupert was again pounding into me
hard, his fingers teased my clit. "Come for me." Rupert said in my ear.  I
came so hard, Rupert screamed out my name as he came.  I felt him send his
seed deep into me. He then gave me a last gentle thrust and slid out. I
grinned when I saw his cock, it was so shiny, covered in our cum.  I then
bent down and licked it.  Rupert moaned deeply.  I then took it all the way
into my mouth, teasing it, Rupert moaned as I teased him.  He saw him
grabbing the sheets with white knuckles.  I wouldn't stop until his cock was
soft.  When I stopped he kissed me. The kiss was soft and gentle kiss.  He
held me and we fell asleep like that.
 

Chapter 22

Willow POV

I knew Faith would be there with Gunn, sparring. I was surprised when
Giles had came up early.  He didn't say why, he just did.  I knew he liked
Faith, a lot. I was going to hook up with Faith at Gunn's anyway. I could
tell Giles was nervous. It was Faith-jitters.  He loved her and she loved hi.
They both deserved to be together.

"How is she?" Giles asked. Oh, yes, not at all subtle there.  He asked in
the is-she-seeing-anybody-way. Even after time apart, I could read Giles.
Especially now, since I lost touch with most of the gang.

"Five by five." I said.

"That means she is well, in Faithspeak." He asked.

I laughed. "Yes, she is good. She trains, she patrols. She annoys Angel."

"Good for her.  I was going to stop by and surprise her. Do you think she
would mind?" Giles asked.

"She would love it.  She cares a lot about you Giles."

"I'm just her watcher." Giles said.  He would long to be with her, but
when you suggested it to him, he would say why it wasn't possible.

"To her you are so much more than her watcher. Angel said you are in love
with her." I said. Giles blushed. "You should tell her."

"She will laugh at me, an old man." Giles said, looking at the ground.

"Giles, you know how a hard a life Faith has had, she is a slayer, tell
her before it is too late.  Don't make the mistake you made with Jenny. Don't
wait Giles. Please." Ok, I know Jenny will always be a tender point with him,
but he nods.  This is the non-verbal agreement.

"Willow, do you think it is wise if I tell her?"

"God, you two are so dense. She loves you Rupert. You love her. You both
deserve some happiness."

"You always were the smart one." He says.

"Yeah, I know." I said.  The tension in the room with them is so thick.
Giles asked where Angel was.  I knew Angel was in the gym room. We then found
Angel. Angel was doing his tai chi.  Sometimes the sight of him took my
breath way.  He is so perfect. Everything about him just moves me. Sometimes
I can barely control myself around him. Shit, Giles just said something to me
and I didn't hear him. "What?"

"Where is your mind little one?" I heard Angel ask.  He had stopped doing
Tai chi was in front of me, shirtless. My face had turned red and I ran out
of the room.  Wesley laughed. I ran into the bathroom.  I jumped when I
looked up and saw only me, but felt cool lips on my neck. "Imzadi" I moaned.

I felt Angel's hands on my hips, holding me tightly.  I felt him pressing
into me.   Goddess, he was so hard. "What are you thinking about Lover?"
Angel purred into my ear.

"Can't you tell?" I say softly.  He knows my body, almost better than I
do.

"Tell me Princess." He says using that Irish brogue. I wrap my hands
around his neck.

"You." I whisper.

"What about me?"

"Only you." I pant.  I can feel his hands, holding me between him and the
bathroom sink. It is keeping me from sliding into a puddle on the floor.

"What about me Lover, what are you thinking?"

"Hands." Why is it hard to talk right now?  No one ever affected me so
deeply.

"You were thinking about my hands?" He says.

"Yes." I whisper out. Angel knows I am very aroused right now. He can
tell by scent and my heart rate.  It is freaky, but I love it.

"Were you thinking about my hands here?" Angel said as he slid his hand
under my skirt and into my wet panties. His finger teased my sensitive clit.
I grabbed the sink, afraid I would fall down.

I moaned. "Or were you thinking about my hands here?" Angel said as he
slid his finger into me.  I whimpered.  He teased my pussy, sliding his
finger in and out.  His thumb stroked my clit. The sensations were
intoxicating.  I felt Angel's erection pressing into me.

"Both. More."

      "Do you know how beautiful you are when you come?" Angel asks.

I moaned something out.  The pressure is building so fast in me. "Open
your eyes Willow."  I did what he said. He then hit the spot and I came hard.
 Between him and the sink I had a basic sense of balance.  I then watched as
Angel licked his fingers clean. "My turn." Angel said.

Before I knew it Angel had jacked my skirt up and bent me over the sink.
I felt him at my entrance and he slid in smoothly.  Angel and I pounded into
each other.  I was panting and groaning as he touched me. I saw the wooden
back-scratcher.  I grabbed it and hit his ass with it. He moaned really
loudly. "Again." He hissed.

As he pounded into me, I hit his ass. I felt Angel's hand on my shoulder
holding me in place.  I felt him kissing my back as I pounded his ass. He
then bit my shoulder when he came.  I came as soon as he bit me. I waited
until Angel had released his hand from my hip before I stood on shaky legs.
While I was panting Angel spoke. "Like that lover?"

"So intense."

"Take a shower and get ready.  We are heading over to Gunn's.  Wear pants."
Angel said as he turned on the shower. He held me and told me he loved me.

I grinned and waited until Angel left.  It was weird after sex, Angel
looked fine, me, I, was usually covered in sweat and very shaky.  The shower
felt good.  I still wonder what made me grab the back-scratcher and use it on
him. I could tell it really turned him on.  I will have to have Faith show me
how to work the whip. I shiver when I thought of the things I could do to
him.
 

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