Author: Ladyfae
E-mail: ladyfae@clarityconnect.com
Rating Maybe R
Disclaimer: All Characters associated with the
BtVS and A:ts belong to Joss and whom ever he's working for.
Spoilers?: Don't think so pretty much AU
Incidently the song will you be there belongs
to Ann and Nancy Wilson.
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Angel watched her sleep, unable to allow it to
claim him. He was afraid that when he woke, she would no longer be laying
beside him. It was irrational, that fear, and yet he couldn't shake it.
He reached forward with a careful hand to caress the hair that fell in
waves of crimson on his pillow. He was surprised to see his fingers tremble.
He dipped his hand into the blood red silk, sighing in pleasure as it slid
easily throw his fingers in a lover's caress that sent chills of pleasure
through him. Slowly and with great care he traced the edge of her cheek
with weightless fingers. She sighed, turning away from him in her sleep.
He chuckled soundlessly, he didn't begrudge her that. He'd only just given
her over to sleep. He'd loved her till she could barely move, until she
was pliant, soft and willing beneath him.
I'm lying beside you just thinking about us
Too tired to go to sleep and too much in love
I know I'm crazy but I can't close my eyes
I'm scared you won't be there in the morning when I rise
Will you be there?
She turned over after a moment. His hand's insistent
touch finally coercing her to look at him. She offered him a sleepy, exhausted
smile, her lips curving, her eyes lighting. No words were needed, they
had said everything they had needed to say. Love had been offered , taken
and returned wholeheartedly. Angel marveled at that. He could still remember
how she had ended up here, how they had gone from friends to lovers. He
supposed every relationship had a catalyst and theirs was no different.
However, the catalyst in this case was unlike any other. Necessity had
brought them together. He'd needed help on a case and she was the only
person he'd been able to think of that would understand what he was doing,
and wouldn't think it strange.
Who do you dream about are you alone in your sleep?
To who will you reach out?
Oh, let it be me
Oh baby, you're my obsession, my addiction, my drug
Don't want to be without
you when I wake up
Willow had entered his heart slowly. He'd always
found that he liked her, but when like had turned to something else he
wasn't exactly sure. There was no single moment he could pinpoint, no sudden
lightning strike. It was simply something that had happened over time.
More then a month, or even a year. The hacker had been traveling from Sunnydale
to L.A. for nearly a year, helping him when he needed it both on cases
and sometimes just to be there when he needed a friend. A year and then
things started to change. She had come to help with a case, and he'd felt
himself freeze with horror when she'd been beaten up by one of the vampire
lackeys that Wolfram and Hart had
sent after him. He'd never been frozen with fear
before, not even when Buffy had been in mortal danger. That had been the
first warning.
Will you be there in the morning, will you be there when I want you?
Will you be there when I wake up, Oh I need you to be there in the morning
Will you be there?
Then she left again after that. He'd wanted her to stay, but the strange feelings her presence was evoking within him had worried him. But he always found reasons to have her come back and help him. Angel found himself addicted to the redhead's presence, and he accepted that. It was just a fact of his life.
There were times when he wondered if she'd known,
known that he felt as he did. Perhaps known even before he did. Because
the ultimate truth was that he was in love with her. He chuckled silently,
remembering the moment he realized it was true, he'd fallen in love with
Willow.
Well, you're so close to me but I feel so alone
The more I touch you the more I want
Don't know what to do about me loving you but I pray to God that you feel it too
You're my obsession, my
addiction, my drug, so let the candle grow into a great fire of love
He could still remember the sensation of realizing
that his soul was his, that he'd would never lose it again, that he could
be with Willow and never worry of things going too far between them or
of having to constantly pull away. Going back to the Slayer had never even
entered his mind. The first thing that had entered his mind, was Willow.
She had been there with him when he found out. She had been the one whom
he'd lifted in his arms and twirled around in utter happiness.
Will you be there in the morning, will you be there when I want you?
Will you be there when I wake up?
I need you to be there in the morning!
I wanna love you forever,
This time when she'd come to help him, he'd secretly
vowed that she wouldn't be leaving. Not unless it was to get some of her
stuff, she would be staying with him, because he couldn't stand to let
her go again. Nearly six months later, she hadn't left his side yet. She
was still lay in his arms and in his life. For the first time in his life,
the vampire was happy, content. Angel sighed, it wasn't that they had immediately
fallen into bed with each other. That hadn't happened, nor had he expected
it to. It took time, and he hadn't complained about the waiting. When Willow
had at last come to his bed, and given herself to him, he understood why
she had waited.
Don't want a love that's now or never
Can't you see you got me down on the floor.
I want more more!
For Willow making love was the truly the ultimate expression of her feelings for another. She held nothing back from him. Last night she had given of herself so freely, it had been amazing. The marks on her neck today were a testament to how very much she loved him.
"Have you slept at all?", she asked softly, running her fingers down his chest, and splaying a hand across his stomach.
"No," he admitted, leaning down to capture her
lips with his own. She sighed softly, returning the kiss hungrily. Angel
smiled against her mouth. "Again?", he questioned teasingly.
Will you be there in the morning, will you be there when I want you?
Will you be there when I wake up?
Will you be there in the morning?
Will you be there?
"Well I've got to tire you out somehow", the hacker answered, drawing him down on top of her.
"Works for me," the vampire muttered before losing
himself in the satin smoothness of her form.
Will You Be There (In
The Morning) Heart
read the sequal 'Here With Me'