Pairing: Angelus/Willow
Summary: Angelus kidnaps Willow but has a change of
heart about killing her.
Spoilers: The Scoobies have recently graduated from
high school. The school was not blown up and Angel
never regained his soul and has long since given up
his plan to torture Buffy. Kendra has killed by
Drusilla but not until right before graduation. (My
changing of the BTVS timeline is only for back story.
It isn't consequential but it makes the story work.)
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Joss Whedon and
Mutant Enemy. No copyright infringement intended.
Comments: Yes please. Send comments to
musicat12@yahoo.com. Enjoy!
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Angelus walked into the dimly lit room of the mansion
which had served as his bedchamber. A glowing light
filtered through the door behind him as he stood
within the frame. He stood boldly, like an actor
posing for an audience. His stance radiated a strength
and arrogance that demanded nothing less than absolute
fear and obedience. He knew that his mere presence
brought a chill of power and darkness to the room. He
knew he was in control.
Tied to the bed on the far side of the room, she
stared helplessly at the silhouette of the man; the
silhouette of her captor. She knew his identity in an
instant. His shape and stance made him unmistakable.
There was no other man, or creature, that had the
stance and arrogance equal to his. This was a man who
had the ability to instill fear in the heart of anyone
caught within his presence. This man represented the
epitome of power; of evil. She knew what he was and
what he was going to do. She knew she should have felt
overwhelming terror, as the circumstances directed.
Tonight there was no fear in her. Fear was probably
the only emotion that Willow was not feeling in this
moment. Willow had long since forgotten fear.
She continued to watch him as he slowly moved further
into the room. He paused a moment as he stepped into
the moonlight shining in from a single window. She
knew he was purposely taking his time as he moved;
teasing her, studying her, savoring his control. She
stared with wondrous eyes as she drank in his beauty.
The soft moonlight caught every detail of his face,
every sharp angle, every perfect feature; making him
nothing less than breath-taking. "It's no wonder he
was called Angel. He does have an angelic face," she
thought to herself as he still lingered in the
moonlight. Although she knew she shouldn't, Willow
couldn't help the attraction she was feeling for him
in that moment.
Her eyes remained focused on his body as he slowly
began to walk toward her again. She was hypnotized by
the catlike grace in which he seemed to float across
the floor. His strong legs covered by soft black
leather moved as if in slow motion. His arms swung
slowly by his sides and his black unbuttoned shirt
floated behind him in the breeze. It was as if she
were watching a model walking on a runway for a
captive audience. She was his audience. In this moment
she almost forgot, or didn't care, that this man
moving toward her was, in reality, a vicious killer
and an expert in torture. In this moment, she saw him
only as an amazingly powerful and handsome man.
Angelus couldn't help but smile as he watched the
small girl tied to his bed watching him. He could hear
her heart beating faster as he moved closer to her. He
slowly sat on the edge of the bed and looked over
Willow as she watched him with wide eyes. She wasn't
gagged and yet she made no attempt to speak or shout.
He was surprised and pleased with her calmness.
His hand lightly brushed against her cheek and she
remained perfectly still and her eyes never wavered
from his. His hand slowly traveled over the curves of
her face and then down over her neck causing her to
inhale sharply. Angelus continued his seductive
actions down her body until he reached her knee. Her
body trembled slightly under his cool touch, which
made him smile slyly.
Willow could feel the hair stand up on her arms as his
cool, smooth hand, slid over her warm skin. She could
feel all the power he possessed, within his very
touch. She knew that Angelus could take her life at
any moment and yet she didn't fear his proximity, in
fact, it was comforting to her. The thought of her
death was a long awaited blessing; the thought of
being freed from her nightly torture of dreams and
memories. For five months her sanity had hung in the
balance by only a thread as the visions fought to
break her: the visions that had constantly haunted
her; the visions of the Slayer's death.
Willow had been walking home alone from the Bronze
when she was suddenly overpowered by a group of
Spike's minions and was sent into darkness. Several
hours later, she had awoken to find herself chained in
a room; Spike and Drusilla watching over her. Neither
vampire laid a hand on her. They simply laughed and
taunted her and waited for the Slayer to come to the
rescue.
Of course Buffy did show up, well aware of the fact
that she was walking into a trap. She had no choice.
After all, her best friend's life was on the line.
Buffy fought bravely and the battle was courageous and
well matched, but in the end Buffy was overpowered by
the combined powers and trickery of Spike and
Drusilla.
Willow watched helplessly as the two vampires slowly
drained the blood from her best friend. When they were
finished, they threw Buffy's lifeless body to the
ground before her and laughed. They told her that she
was to blame for the Slayer's death. Several hours
later, Willow awoke on the front porch of the Summer's
house; Buffy's dead body lying next to her.
"Willow," Angelus whispered as a single tear fell from
her eye.
"What are you waiting for?" she asked as her tears
betrayed her. He was surprised by her question.
"Are you in a hurry to die little one?" he asked
playfully.
"There's just no point in dragging it out. Trust me,
I'm not worth it," she replied in defeat.
Angelus stood from the bed, confused by her words. He
looked down at the small woman lying before him who
stared at him with empty eyes. He didn't know what
kind of game she was playing with him. He knew she
would never really want him to hurt her. So why did
she say it? Why do her eyes say that she means it? He
looked over her sad face once more before turning and
leaving the room. He closed the door behind him
leaving the room with only the soft moonlight for
illumination.
Willow lay helplessly on the bed, confused by his
refusal of her life. "What kind of game is he playing?
Why didn't he kill me? Why wouldn't he kill me?" she
thought as the tears began to flow freely.
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Angelus paced the length of the living room, enraged
by his encounter with Willow. He picked up a nearby
vase and threw it across the room. Spike entered the
room just as the vase shattered upon impact with the
wall.
"Was the vase misbehaving Peaches?" Spike greeted
sarcastically. Angelus replied with a growl.
"What the hell did you do to her?" Angelus demanded
confronting him.
"Which her are you referring to?" Spike replied in
confusion and amusement.
"Willow," he answered. "What did you do to her?"
"Nothing lately," Spike answered with a devious smile.
Spike's answer displeased Angelus. He grabbed Spike by
the shirt and shoved him up against the wall.
"She had so much fire in her, so much life. More than
anyone I have ever met," Angelus started. "So why did
she want me to kill her?" he asked, slamming him
against the wall harder.
"Wait. You have a problem with killing the little
witch?" Spike asked in surprise.
"It's no fun if she doesn't put up a fight," Angelus
replied dropping his release of Spike, not wanting to
let his childe think he had gone soft for the redhead.
"Well if you don't want to kill her, maybe I could
play with her for a while. She's still tied up in your
room right?" Spike asked as he began to walk away from
Angelus. Angelus grabbed him again and tossed him
against the wall.
"You will not touch her!" he yelled at Spike. "If
anyone touches her, there will be hell to pay,"
Angelus warned.
"Got it, Red's off limits," Spike conceded. Angelus
let Spike go and walked away from him.
"I suggest that you get out of my sight for a while,"
Angelus added with his back turned.
"Yeah, well.I was just about to go out anyway, I was
thinking of heading over to the college for a nice
tasty co-ed," Spike told him with a smile.
"Whatever, just go," Angelus replied and left the
room.
Drusilla entered the room just as Angelus left.
"What's got Daddy so upset?" she asked Spike.
"Who cares, it's always something with him," Spike
answered pulling Drusilla toward him. "I thought we
might catch some dinner at the college tonight," he
told her. Dru laughed in delight and Spike pulled her
in for a hard kiss.
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Angelus decided to return to his room to deal with
Willow. He was determined to make her afraid of him or
in the least, make her feel something; something
besides sadness. Angelus opened the door and once
again stood in the doorway for a moment. As he walked
further into the room, he discovered that Willow had
fallen asleep since his departure. He walked over to
the bed and once again sat down by her side. He
brought his game face out as he leaned over to wake
her.
Willow awoke to find herself staring into the golden
eyes of Angelus. Her heart didn't even skip a beat
with the realization of being face to face with the
vicious demon. His eyes saddened when he saw nothing
but lifelessness in her eyes.
"You should be afraid of me," he growled softly.
"I know," she replied in a small voice. He sat up and
let his handsome features fall back into place.
"Why do you want to die Willow?" he asked simply.
"I have nothing to live for," she replied.
He couldn't help but feel for her after that comment.
He reached over her and released the shackles that
bound her wrists, leaving her free to move. She began
rubbing her sore wrists, but made no other attempt to
move or look at him. He looked over her frail body and
pondered his next move.
"You must have something worth living for," he replied
as he inched away from her.
"Buffy's dead. It's my fault," she replied as she
turned to lie on her side.
"Spike and Dru killed her, not you," he told her as he
gently pulled her up to a sitting position.
"She came because of me. Because I let myself get
caught by vampires," she told him.
"Ok, I guess you do have a knack for doing that," he
replied with a small smile. Her face saddened at his
comment. "What about Xander? Don't you want to live
for him?"
"He's gone. He transferred after Buffy died. He's
living with relatives in Ohio," she answered.
"What about the Watcher?"
"Giles went back to England. First Ms. Calendar, then
Kendra, and finally Buffy.it was all too much for
him."
"Your parents?" Angelus continued, trying to find
something for her to hold on to.
"My parents don't even know what grade I'm in. I've
seen them a total of ten minutes in the past three
years," she informed him. "Unless you count that time
my mother tried to burn me at the stake," she added.
"I missed that one," Angelus answered with curiosity.
"Monster disguised as two dead children. Parents in
town went nuts, tried to burn Buffy, Amy, and me. Amy
turned herself into a rat," she informed him quickly.
"I remember the kids, Buffy didn't tell me.Angel,
about the rest," Angelus told her.
"And on top of everything else, I'm a lousy witch. I
still can't turn Amy back into a human, and I
certainly can't fight evil all by myself."
"I'm sure you're not a lousy witch," Angelus tried to
encourage her.
"Why haven't you killed me yet?" she asked, changing
the subject.
"I've never killed anyone who wanted it before," he
told her. "It's just not."
"Are you going to let me go then?" she asked, not
sounding hopeful.
"If I did that, you would be dead before you got out
of the mansion and I would be thought to have gone
soft. I would lose all control of my minions," he
informed her.
"Oh. So what are we going to do then?" she asked.
"I'm sure I can think of something to pass the time,"
he answered with a sly smile. She became nervous at
his suggestive tone. He noticed her fear and knew he
could work that angle, but decided to leave it be.
"Come here," he whispered as he lay down on the bed.
"I." she looked at him nervously.
"I'm not going to hurt you," he whispered. She still
sat nervously staring at him. "Willow, lie down," he
told her in a commanding tone. She quickly lay down
beside him, remaining tense. "That's a good girl," he
whispered in her ear.
Angelus wrapped his arms around her and pulled her
against his chest. She was still uncomfortable by
their closeness, but she decided to make the best of
the situation. When she finally relaxed, she found
that even though she was lying in the arms of a
vicious killer, she felt safe and peaceful for the
first time in over five months. She closed her eyes
and surrendered herself to his embrace. Within a few
seconds she fell once again into sleep. Angelus smiled
when he heard her breathing slow. "What are you doing
to me little one?" he thought as he closed his eyes
and let sleep claim him.
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Angelus was startled awake by a burning sensation in
his legs. He opened his eyes and dove to the floor as
he realized what was causing the pain. The sun had
begun to rise and the window was still open from the
previous night. Willow jumped out of bed and
immediately realized what was happening. She saw
Angelus cowering on the floor behind the cover of the
far side of the bed. The entire bed was bathed in the
early morning sunlight. Willow ran to the window and
pulled the heavy black curtains down, blocking out the
light. When the room was dark, Angelus stood slowly
and looked at Willow, who was still standing by the
window.
"Why did you do that?" he asked her.
"The sun would have killed you," she replied
innocently.
"I know. You could have escaped," he replied.
"But you would be dead," she replied shyly looking at
the ground.
Angelus quickly walked over to her and crushed her
lips with his in a fiery kiss. She was surprised at
first, but soon let herself fall into his kiss. He
pulled her body close as he softened the kiss. He
slowly traced his tongue along her lips, seeking
entrance. Without hesitation, her lips parted and
welcomed his invasion. His tongue expertly explored
her mouth, she snaked her arms around to his back and
held herself closer to him. Just as she found herself
immensely enjoying the feeling of his hard body
against hers, Angelus released Willow and backed away
from her.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have.I'm sorry," he apologized
and quickly exited the room, leaving a bewildered
Willow staring at the door.
Willow stood in the middle of the room, trying to make
sense of what had just happened. She was completely
confused by his behavior and of her own. She was
ashamed of herself for allowing him to kiss her. She
was ashamed of herself for enjoying his kiss. And
above all that, she was hurt and upset by the fact
that he had so quickly rejected her.
"I really am revolting to men, even the dead ones. And
what was that? Angelus apologized?" she thought as her
eyes filled with tears. She climbed onto the bed and
cried herself to sleep again.
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Angelus, once again, found himself in the living room,
pacing; anger repressing rational thought. His
behavior infuriated him. He had completely lost his
focus, and his mind, with the presence of the tiny
redhead lying on his bed. He was supposed to tie her
up, torture her, play with her, and finally kill her.
He wasn't supposed to be gentle and caring toward her,
and he was certainly not supposed to be protected by
her. First I untie her, then I spend the night with
her cradled in my arms, then she saves my life and I
kiss her.
"What the hell am I doing!" he yelled throwing another
vase across the room. A minion, still awake, entered
the living room after hearing Angelus' rage.
"Sir?" the minion questioned nervously.
Angelus angrily grabbed a stake that had been hidden
on the mantle, and thrust it into the vampire's heart.
The minion vanished into a pile of dust at his feet.
Angelus dropped the stake and sank to the floor. He
desperately wanted to make sense of what had come over
him. He felt as if a part of Angel was still inside of
him trying to break out. He was once one of the most
feared vampires in all of Europe, and now here he was,
his entire being and reasoning threatened by one small
girl. He had been reduced to taking his anger out on
pottery and minions. He finally came to the conclusion
that with or without his soul, the women in his life
always seem to be able to lead him into irrational
behavior.
When he finally managed to get his temper under
control, Angelus picked himself up off the ground and
headed back to the room to straighten things out with
Willow, though he had no clue as to what he was going
to say or do. Angelus opened the door to find Willow
sleeping again. He quietly closed the door behind
himself and headed toward a chair near the bed. He sat
down to think while he watched and waited for Willow
to awaken.
As he sat, watching her sleep, he soon found himself
captivated by her innocence and her beauty. Angel had
never paid much attention to Willow as a woman in the
past. She had always been Buffy's best friend, the
brains of the Scooby gang. But now things were
different. Now, Angel was gone, Buffy was gone, Scooby
gang was gone. Now it was just Angelus and Willow. As
she lay before him, he was now seeing Willow as the
beautiful young woman that she had become.
He noticed how her small frame seemed almost lost
within the black satin sheets of his large bed. He
noticed how her pale skin glistened in the small
amount of light in was the room. He noticed how her
fire red hair hung loosely over her face as she slept.
She stirred and a few loose strands of her hair fell
over her eyes. How perfect she is, he thought. It
looked as if she were beginning to wake up but when
she started moving and mumbling, he realized that she
was no waking but was in a dream. Angelus sat forward
and watched and listened to her ramblings.
"Please don't," she mumbled. "Take me instead, Buffy,
no! Please no, Buffy!" she yelled and began thrashing
about.
Angelus ran to Willow's side and shook her awake. She
yelled again as her eyes opened and jumped out of
Angelus' arms. He watched her as she stood in the
middle of the room seemingly in a daze. Tears quickly
filled her eyes and she sank to the floor. He was
immediately at her side and gathered her in his arms
to comfort her. She wrapped her arms around him and
began to cry helplessly. Angelus held her tight and
let her cry. For a moment he was taken back by the
hurt it caused him to see Willow in so much pain. He
knew now that he had to protect her and keep her by
his side. He knew that he had to have her for his own.
After several minutes, Willow's crying finally
subsided but she kept her face buried in Angelus'
chest. Angelus released his hold of her slightly and
placed his hand below her chin. He tilted her head up
to look into her worn, red eyes.
"Do you want to talk about it?" he whispered gently.
"I." she attempted to answer him but realized that she
had no idea what to say.
"I understand. I wouldn't trust me either," he told
her with a smile. "I will promise you one thing
though."
"What's that?" she asked quietly.
"No games," he replied simply. She nodded in reply.
Angelus released Willow and stood up off of the floor.
He offered his hand to her and helped her to her feet.
While still holding her hand, he led her over to the
bed. They both sat down on the bed, neither saying a
word. She combed her fingers through her short red
hair and waited to see what Angelus would do next.
Angelus watched her as she tended to her hair before
telling her his plan.
"The way I see things, we have two options here,"
Angelus started. "I can either kill you, or I can keep
you here and we can get to know each other better."
Willow pondered her options a moment before
responding.
"You mean.be friends?" she questioned.
"Personally, I would take much more pleasure in having
you around, then if I were to kill you now," he told
her. She once again tensed up from his suggestive
comment.
"I'm not sure what kind of pleasure I could give you,"
she replied looking down at her hands folded in her
lap.
"Do you still want me to kill you Willow?" he asked
seriously.
"I.no I suppose not," she answered.
"Good," he replied. "Now I don't have any food in the
house but I promise I'll get you something to eat as
soon as the sun goes down."
"That's fine. I'm really not that hungry anyway," she
replied weakly. "Can I ask you a question Angelus?"
"Sure."
"Why do you care whether I want to live or die?
Weren't you going to kill me anyway?" she asked
nervously.
"Honestly? Yes. I was planning on killing you. After I
had my way with you," he replied. Her face paled at
his comment. "Don't worry. I have no intention of
killing you now, or doing anything to you that you
don't want me to," he assured her.
"Okay," she replied with relief. "Can I ask.why did
you kiss me before?"
"I'm sorry for that. It was just.I was.I couldn't
believe that you, my prisoner, were concerned for my
well being, that you would save me when you had the
chance to run," Angelus told her. "I shouldn't have
kissed you."
"Of course you shouldn't have," Willow replied as the
tears returned to her eyes. "Why would anyone want to
kiss me? I'm just mousey little Willow, with my mousey
looks, and my mousey ways."
Willow got up from the bed and walked to face the wall
near the window. Angelus got up off the bed and walked
up behind her. He grabbed her and spun her around to
face him.
"I don't ever want to hear you talk about yourself
that way again. Do you hear me?" he started angrily.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" he asked
in a softer tone. "How sexy you are?"
"You think I'm sexy?" she asked nervously looking into
his deep brown eyes.
"I think you're incredibly sexy Willow," he whispered
seductively.
"But I don't know how.I couldn't give you pleasure,"
she replied in panic.
"Willow," he whispered as he placed a single finger on
her lips. "You could most definitely give me
pleasure," he assured her. "And if you'll allow me, I
can give you more pleasure than you could have ever
imagined."
Her mind was spinning as she contemplated his words.
She took a deep breath before answering his
proposition.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked shyly.
"Anything you want," he answered with a small smile.
"I.don't know what to do," she replied innocently.
"Touch me. Any where and any way you want," he told
her. "Whatever you're comfortable with."
Willow stared at Angelus for a moment before slowly
stepping closer to him and placing her hands on his
chest. Her hands slowly moved up his chest toward his
neck, before circling their way down again. One hand
slightly grazed a nipple, which provoked a slight moan
from him. Realizing that her movement had caused him
pleasure, she brought her hands up to his nipples
again. She lightly fingered them through the fabric of
his shirt, causing him to moan louder. She moved away
from his nipples and traced her hands lower, toward
his waist. When she reached the bottom of his shirt,
she looked up at him, asking permission.
"Yes," he whispered and she slowly began raising the
shirt off of him.
When she had raised the shirt as high as his neck, she
became hindered by her height. He removed the shirt
for her and tossed it to the floor. Willow stepped
back slightly to admire his natural beauty. His chest
was perfectly chiseled as if he had been a Greek
statue. She returned her hands to his chest and was
surprised by the coolness of his skin. She slowly
traced her small fingers along the lines of his chest
muscles and up around his nipples. She was both
nervous and excited by the feel of his body. She was
amazed at how smooth and cool his skin was, and how
well defined his muscles were. This was her first time
touching a man's naked chest and it excited her more
than she ever thought possible.
Angelus watched Willow intensely as she explored his
body. Her innocence was extremely arousing to him. He
knew that she had little or no experience when it came
to physical pleasures, but he was amazed by her
aggression to explore and discover. Her timid fingers
caused the most incredible feelings in him and he
loved watching her own pleasure in her discoveries.
Willow was pure innocence and pure fire all in one.
Angelus let out a moan of pleasure as Willow's hot
mouth suddenly captured one of his nipples. Her tongue
darted out and swirled around the nipple, causing
shivers up his spine. Once she had thoroughly teased
him with her tongue, she latched on to his nipple and
began gently suckling him. As her mouth worked on his
nipple, she rolled the other between her fingers.
Angelus threaded his fingers in her hair to hold her
to him as she continued to pleasure him. She soon
removed her mouth and repeated her actions on the
other.
After being thoroughly aroused by her ministrations,
Angelus pulled away from her slightly and brought her
eyes up to look at him again.
"That was wonderful," he whispered.
"I was okay?" she asked shyly.
"You were more than okay," he replied with a smile.
"Will you allow me to give you pleasure?"
"I." she replied and began nervously lifting her shirt
from her pants.
"No, that's okay," he told her as he stopped her
hands. "There's plenty of time for that. Come here,"
he whispered. He took her hand in his and led her
toward the bed. She followed him without question.
"Lie down," he requested. She stood a moment
contemplating her fear and nervousness. "Please?" he
added.
Willow slowly climbed onto the bed and lay down as he
had requested. Angelus got on the bed next to her and
positioned himself so that his eyes were level with
hers.
"Close your eyes and relax," he whispered. She closed
her eyes but Angelus could tell that she had not yet
relaxed.
Angelus smiled and began kissing her earlobe. She
moaned softly as he ran his cool tongue over the moist
flesh. Next he closed his blunt teeth gently over the
soft tissue of her ear and applied light pressure as
he dragged his teeth downward. This caused her to moan
louder and arch her back off the bed slightly. He
released her ear and began kissing a path down her
neck, causing more moans of pleasure from her. He
lingered when he arrived at her pulse point and began
to suckle her neck. This action caused Willow to panic
and she tried to push him off of her.
"Willow, what's wrong?" he asked in surprise.
"I.you.I." she mumbled.
"Do you trust me Willow?" he asked.
"I.I don't know," she replied.
"I don't blame you after everything I've done to you
and your friends in the past. Here," he told her as he
brought her hand to an object on the nightstand. The
object was the crucifix necklace that she always worn
hidden beneath her clothing. "We can stop anytime you
want. If you become afraid of me at anytime, use
this," he told her as he closed her hand around the
cross.
"Okay," she replied calmly.
"Okay. Now do you want me to stop?" he asked
seriously.
"No," she answered. "I don't want you to stop."
"I'm glad, because I have so much more I want to show
you," he whispered as he returned to her neck. Willow
grasped the cross for a moment but soon relaxed her
hand as he began kissing and licking her neck again.
While Angelus' tongue expertly worked on Willow's
neck, his hand slipped down toward her chest. His hand
brushed over her soft breasts on his way to the
buttons of her blouse. He brought his head up to look
into Willow's passion-filled eyes.
"Angelus," she breathed heavily.
He replied by placing a soft kiss on her lips before
returning his attentions to her blouse. He slowly
unlatched one button at a time, kissing the newly
exposed patch of skin as he went. Once the blouse was
open, he took a moment to gaze upon her newly exposed
body. Her skin was as smooth as silk and as white as
snow. He was pleasantly surprised to discover that a
sexy red-lace bra covered her full, supple breasts. He
placed a warm, open-mouthed kiss on her stomach,
before dipping his tongue into her naval.
Willow's body was soon trembling under his expert
touch. He was creating new sensations in her that she
would never have thought she was capable of feeling.
For the first time in almost six months, maybe in her
whole life, she felt truly alive.
Angelus found that her bra opened from the front and
he looked again into her eyes as he released the
clasp. With her breasts freed from the confines of the
fabric, his mouth began to water as he longed to taste
her milky flesh. He paused to focus on her eyes once
more, looking for her approval to continue. She smiled
and he brought his mouth to a small nipple gently
suckling it, causing her to moan. He was like a baby
drinking his life from her. Her moans grew as his
ministrations increased.
Angelus released her breasts and returned his eyes to
hers. He smiled lovingly at her before crushing his
lips to hers. She immediately opened her mouth to his
invading tongue. She wrapped her arms around him and
pulled him closer to her. He pressed his body against
her and rolled them over bringing her on top of him.
She released his kiss for a moment, before returning
it, forcing her tongue into his mouth. Her invasion
was surprising and welcomed. His arousal grew harder
as he savored the feeling of her rocking against him.
He brought his hands down and slid them under her ass,
pulling her pelvis into his arousal. He gently flipped
them once again and he slowly moved over her. One hand
traced a path to her hips and finally fell between her
legs. He rubbed his hand over her sensitive area and
Willow suddenly released her kiss.
"No, I can't," she told him as she pushed his hand
away.
Her movement caused Angelus to growl and his face to
shift for a moment. He quickly returned to its human
façade as he realized he had frightened her. Willow's
hand grasped the cross tightly but she refrained from
using it on Angelus. He quickly climbed off of her and
let her up from the bed. She quickly re-clasped the
bra that was still around her arms but didn't bother
with the shirt. She just pulled it across her chest.
"Willow what happened?" Angelus asked in confusion. "I
didn't hurt you did I?"
"No. I just.I.can't," she stuttered.
"Did I push you too hard?" he asked in concern.
"No. I just.I just don't.trust you," she explained.
"I understand," he replied as he got up from the bed
pulling himself together. "I know I'm a monster. I
know I've hurt you and your friends in the past. I
also know that I probably should have killed you
already, but I just.can't," he explained as he slowly
walked closer to her.
"Why can't you kill me Angelus?" she asked calmly.
"There's just something about you Willow. Something
that makes me want to keep you around," he replied.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Anything," she replied.
"You've never made love before have you?"
"No. I really haven't done much of anything before
today," she replied shyly.
"I won't force anything on you. If you don't want
this, we can end it here and now," he told her. She
didn't answer him. She seemed to be lost in her
thoughts. "Willow?"
"I guess I don't know what to say," she whispered.
"Do you want this to end between us?" he asked
nervously. "Do you want me?"
"No," she answered causing his face to sadden. "I
mean, I don't want this to end Angelus. I do want you.
I just, need some time," she added.
"Okay," he replied with a smile. Willow smiled in
return but was betrayed by a yawn. "Maybe we should
get some sleep," Angelus suggested.
"I think that would be a good idea," she replied.
"Can we sleep together like last night?" he asked and
held his hand out to her.
"Yes. I'd like that," she replied and took his offered
hand.
They climbed into the bed and Angelus immediately
pulled her back against his chest. He wrapped his arms
around her and held her close.
"Goodnight little one," he whispered kissing her
cheek. They both closed their eyes and were asleep in
moments.
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Angelus woke with an unmistakable hunger. His stomach
reminded him that he had not fed in more than
thirty-six hours. He opened his eyes when he felt the
warm body against him shift on the bed. His instinct
craved her heartbeat, her blood, but he pushed it
aside as he glanced upon the beautiful woman wrapped
in his arms. Willow's eyes opened to meet his.
"Good morning, or should I say good evening," he
greeted with a smile.
"Evening? You mean we slept all day?" she asked.
"We did. Did you sleep well?" he replied.
"Yes, very well in fact," she replied with a sweet
smile.
"I'm glad. The sun's gone down. What do you say I take
you out to get something to eat," he suggested.
"That would be good. I am rather hungry," she told
him. "What about your minions? Won't they wonder why
I'm not tied up?" she asked.
"Let me worry about them," he assured her. "Come on,"
he told her as he stood from the bed.
"Do you have a hairbrush or a comb or something?" she
asked feeling her tangled hair.
"Sure," he replied and headed toward his dresser.
After fixing her hair, Willow and Angelus headed out
of the bedroom and into the living room. The room was
empty and Angelus was relieved that they were going to
make it out without needing any explanations. They
were almost out the door when Spike entered the room.
"Well, well what do we have here?" Spike asked
snidely.
"Spike? I thought you'd gone out for the evening,"
Angelus replied nervously.
"Not yet," he answered. "So I thought you would have
been done with that one by now," he commented looking
over the nervous redhead.
"Change of plans," Angelus replied.
"Really? And what's this new plan? Dinner and a
movie?" Spike questioned.
"Why don't you pretend for a minute that I'm in charge
here and that you wouldn't dare question my methods,"
Angelus growled in response. Willow watched with wide
eyes as the two vampires interacted.
"Well I must say your mind games sure have changed
over the years, Angelus. You don't suppose that Slayer
softened you up?" Spike replied.
"The world changes, you either go with it, or you get
left in the past," Angelus replied. "This has nothing
to do with the Slayer. However if you keep bothering
me, I may have to play Slayer on your ass. Got it?" he
threatened.
"What ever you say," Spike backed off.
"Do yourself a favor," Angelus started as he walked
back toward Willow. "Be gone when I get back."
Spike didn't reply, he simply nodded and left the
room. Angelus took Willow's arm and led her out of the
mansion.
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As Willow and Angelus walked down the dark streets of
Sunnydale, Willow was distracted as the events of the
last few days replayed in her head.
"What's on your mind Willow?" Angelus asked breaking
the silence.
"Everything," she replied.
"Can you be a little more specific?" he asked with a
chuckle.
"It's just everything that's happened between us in
the last couple days," she replied. "I guess I just
don't understand, well any of it."
"What do you want to know?" he asked.
"You originally had intended on killing me correct?"
she asked.
"Yes."
"But when I wanted to die, you couldn't kill me," she
continued.
"Yes."
"Then you kissed me and then we."
"Yes."
"You gave me back my cross."
"Yes."
"Why?" she stopped to look at him. He stood for
several seconds without answering her.
"I wanted you to trust me," he answered. "I wanted to
pleasure you but I couldn't have unless you could
relax," he told her honestly.
"Why are you doing this Angelus?" she asked. "Why are
you being kind to me?"
"Because I care, more than I probably should," he
answered and placed his hand on her cheek. "Because I
happen to think that you are meant for more in this
world, then to simply be a demon's dinner," he
answered cryptically.
"Oh," she was unable to come up with something to say
in response to his admission.
"Can I ask you something?" he asked.
"Sure."
"Is there anyone missing you right now?" Angelus
whispered.
"No one," she answered sadly.
"What about that annoying cheerleader?" he asked.
"Cordelia? She couldn't care less if I were to drop
dead tomorrow," she answered bitterly.
"Do you want me to kill her for you?" he asked with a
grin.
"No!" she replied. "I don't want you kill anyone for
me. That is...I don't want you to kill anyone, that
is...."
"I don't know if I can promise you that Willow," he
told her.
"I know," she replied with her face toward the ground.
Angelus gently took Willow's hand in his and they
continued to walk. Willow smiled at his gentle
affections. They continued in silence until they came
upon an alleyway where raised voices, and sounds of a
scuffle, caught their attention. Angelus pulled Willow
behind him and glanced around the corner of the
building, into the alley.
Three men in black clothing wielding knives were seen
to be the cause of the commotion. The men had a young
woman cornered against the wall. The woman was crying
and yelling for help. Angelus' gut reaction was to
either one, scare the men away and take the woman for
himself or two, simply walk away and leave it be.
Seeing that Willow was by his side, he figured neither
of those options would be acceptable tonight.
"Please help her Angelus," Willow pleaded. Her eyes
told him that he had to obey her wishes.
"Only for you," he whispered and walked openly into
the alley. Willow watched from the safety of the
corner.
"Hey guys what's going on?" Angelus greeted loudly, as
he walked casually into the alley.
"It doesn't concern you," one man yelled.
"Well you see, these are my streets so I guess you can
say that it does concern me," he replied strongly.
"Look I don't know what your deal is, but I suggest
you turn around and go back the way you came before
you get hurt," the second man replied.
"Well now you see, normally I could do that but I'm
afraid my Fire would never allow that," Angelus
replied as he confronted the leader.
"Well I'm afraid your fire will have to get over it,"
the man replied as he pointed the knife at Angelus.
The other two men watched from behind, keeping their
hold on the frightened woman.
The man thrust his knife at Angelus but he moved
quickly and tossed the man head over heels to the
ground. The man groaned as he landed chest first on
own knife. The second man lunged for Angelus but was
knocked down with a single punch. The third man
released the woman and ran for Angelus as well.
Angelus shifted to his game face as he grabbed the man
by the throat. Without a second thought, he buried his
fangs into the man's neck. Once the man's body went
limp he tossed him to the ground. He turned and
growled at the third man, still lying on the ground.
The man got up quickly and ran off out of the alley.
The terrified woman stood shaking against the wall,
fearing the worst was still to come. Willow ran into
the alley and to the woman's side. Angelus stood and
watched Willow interact with the woman.
"Are you alright?" Willow asked the woman.
"I.what.I." the woman mumbled in shock.
"It's okay. You're safe," Willow assured her. "You
should get home. These streets aren't safe to walk
alone at night."
"I know. I won't do it again," she replied with
relief. "Thank you," the woman left quickly.
Willow looked at the two bodies lying on the ground
and then turned her attention to Angelus. He was
standing in the middle of the alley, staring at her
through his golden eyes and with blood on his lips.
She slowly walked toward him without hesitation. He
stood and watched her as she came to him. Willow
reached Angelus and slowly brought her hand to his
face. She gently brushed the ridges of his forehead,
without fear or disgust.
"Willow," he whispered as he took her hand from his
face. "I'm sorry."
"It's alright," she replied acceptingly.
"You told me to save her.and I hadn't fed tonight.and
I." Angelus tried to explain.
"Angelus I understand," she assured him. "I'm not
saying I liked watching you kill that man, but I know
its part of what you are." Angelus smiled as his human
façade slipped back into place.
"I really didn't want you to see me like that," he
replied.
"Like I said, its part of who you are," she added with
a small smile.
"You're truly an amazing woman," he replied with a
glow in his eyes.
"Well I try," she replied jokingly. He smiled at her
humor.
"So what do you say we get you some dinner," he
suggested after hearing her stomach rumble.
"That would be a good idea," she replied as she
offered her hand to him. He took her hand in his and
led her out of the alley.
Willow and Angelus walked happily as they headed
toward downtown Sunnydale. After buying Willow a
cheeseburger and French fries, Angelus suggested that
he should take her back to her house. They decided to
take a short cut through the park.
"It's a beautiful night," Willow commented as she
headed toward a swing set.
"Yes it is a beautiful night, especially due to my
present company," he replied with a smile.
Willow blushed and sat down on one of the swings.
Angelus took a seat in the swing next to hers. They
both swung lightly as they began to talk about
themselves. After several minutes of happy
conservation, Angelus stopped and began listening to
the distance.
"What's wrong?" Willow asked.
"There are other vampires nearby," he whispered as he
tried to identify their position.
"Where?" she asked nervously.
"They're heading this way. Here's what I want you to
do," he started. "When they approach us, act like
you're my date and that you are okay with me being a
vampire. You can't act alarmed by the presence of the
others."
"I don't know if I can do that," she replied.
"You can do it Willow. You must. They have to believe
that you're with me willingly," he told her. "Trust
me. I promise I won't let them hurt you," he whispered
as he grabbed her and pulled her into his body,
kissing her passionately.
Willow fell into his familiar kiss and almost forgot
about the impending danger. She let herself simply
enjoy the feeling of his hard body and his talented
lips. Angelus continued kissing Willow while he
listened for the young vampires that were approaching
from behind.
"Well look what we have here," one of the vamps
started.
Angelus broke the kiss but kept his hold on her as he
shifted his face to his demon and looked at the two
young vampires.
"Sorry this one's mine," Angelus growled.
"What, you aren't willing to share?" the vampire
asked. Willow held on tightly to Angelus but remained
outwardly calm.
"She's not for dinner or for sharing," Angelus
replied.
"Well what's she for then? A toy?" the second asked.
"She's mine. I've claimed her as my mate," Angelus
informed them, stepping slightly from her. Willow was
shocked by his words, but knew she had to play along.
"Look if you don't mind, we were kind of busy here,"
Willow stated in a seductive tone before pulling
Angelus' lips to hers again.
She ground her pelvis into his, causing him to moan in
surprise. Angelus brought his hands under her buttocks
and lifted her up. She immediately wrapped her legs
around his waist tightly. Willow slid her tongue into
his mouth and sliced it on one of his fangs. The taste
of her blood touched his tongue and he moaned louder.
Willow broke the kiss and looked into his golden eyes,
before turning toward the young vamps.
"Sorry boys, I don't share either," she told them
playfully as she licked the blood from her lip.
"You'll leave now if you know what's good for you,"
Angelus told them.
"And just who do you think you are, telling us what to
do?" one vamp asked smugly.
"Angelus," he replied with a growl.
"Angelus, I'm sorry. We didn't know," the vamp replied
in fear.
"Well now you do, so get lost!" Angelus growled.
"Right away," the first vamp replied.
"Yes. Very sorry to have bothered you," the second
added before they took off.
"I knew you had it in you," Angelus started as his
face returned to his human form.
"I wasn't sure, but that was actually kind of fun,"
Willow replied. "I've never acted that wild before."
"You do have a fire in you," he replied with a smile.
"I was surprised when you kissed me like that but I
must say the taste of your blood was an incredible
additive. I guess I should have warned you. My fangs
are rather sharp," he told her.
"It's okay. I'm fine," she assured him. "Um.maybe you
should put me down now," she suggested, noticing that
she was still wrapped around his waist.
"I suppose I could," he replied with a devious smile.
Instead of releasing her, he pulled her tighter into
him and captured her lips in a searing kiss. Willow
moved her arms down his back as she settled closer
into him. Angelus' tongue pushed past her lips and
began exploring her mouth. She still had the slightest
taste of blood in her mouth and he savored it as his
tongue danced with hers. He let out a deep moan as she
shifted her weight and rubbed against his growing
arousal.
"Willow we have to stop," he told her as he broke the
kiss.
"What's the matter?" she asked through passion-glazed
eyes.
"If we don't stop now, I won't be able to soon," he
told her breathlessly.
"I don't understand. You weren't this excited before,"
she replied curiously.
"I didn't taste your blood before. It's like liquid
fire," he replied.
"Oh. Well I guess we should be going," she replied
with embarrassment. "My house isn't far," she told him
as he released her and set her on the ground. He took
her hand in his as they headed toward her house.
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Willow and Angelus arrived at the walkway and headed
toward the front door of Willow's house. Angelus
looked around, noticing an empty driveway and a dark
house.
"Are your parents at home?" Angelus asked.
"No. They're away on business. They won't be back for
a few weeks," she informed him.
"You don't mind it? Being home alone all the time?" he
inquired.
"I've gotten used to it," she replied.
They reached the porch and Willow turned the key and
opened the door. She entered the house while Angelus
stood at the threshold.
"Before you invite me in, I want you to make sure that
you're sure. Once you invite me in, I can come in any
time. If you don't think you can trust me, I can wait
out here," he told her seriously.
"I invite you in Angelus," she replied without
hesitation. Angelus smiled and stepped through the
door.
"You trust me even after what you saw tonight?"
Angelus asked.
"With my life," she whispered.
Angelus placed a slow, soft kiss on her lips. Before
Willow could fall deeper into the kiss, he pulled away
with a smile.
"I don't deserve you," he whispered with a glow in his
eyes.
"I know," she replied with a smile and headed toward
the stairs.
Willow was halfway up the stairs before Angelus
started to follow her. He climbed slowly and smiled as
Willow wiggled her bottom at him as she walked.
Angelus caught up to her and pressed his body against
her back just as she stopped to open her bedroom door.
Willow leaned into him and enjoyed the feeling of his
hard body against hers. Angelus ran his hands up her
arms and caressed her gently as he placed a moist,
open-mouthed kiss on her neck. She opened the door and
walked into the room, moving away from Angelus' touch.
Angelus immediately missed her warmth and quickly
followed her in. Willow walked to the end of the bed
before turning to look at Angelus. She took a moment
to slowly study his beautiful form. Her eyes darkened
as her desire for him increased with every glance.
Angelus could see the change in her eyes and was
quickly becoming aroused simply by her gaze. He took a
step closer and her eyes focused on his. He took
another step and she stepped to him.
Angelus and Willow stood for several seconds, only
inches apart. Willow's head was slightly tilted back
so her eyes could stay locked with his. Every inch of
his being was screaming to take her, but he remained
calm and focused on her beauty.
"Close your eyes," he whispered and she did as
requested.
Angelus brought his hand up to her face and began
tracing his palm over her cheek. His hand ever so
slightly brushed over her skin. His movements were
slow and gentle and excited her beyond belief. Her
heart began to race as each hair on her skin became
electrified by his almost non-existent touch. He
continued his motions as his hand brushed over her
neck and upper chest. His eyes never left her face as
his hand moved across her skin like a cool summer's
breeze. The pleasure her face expressed was incredibly
erotic to him.
Willow stood perfectly still as his fingers danced
over her skin. Her arms remained at her sides as she
fell completely into the exquisite feelings his touch
was creating. Every nerve in her body was on overload
as his cool touch set her skin on fire. Her head
tilted back even further allowing him better access.
Angelus removed his hand and replaced it with his
tongue. He began licking all the places his hand had
just been. This change caused Willow to moan and her
knees to weaken. She moaned his name as her knees
betrayed her weight. Angelus' arms wrapped around her
and kept her from falling. She wrapped her arms around
his waist as she leaned back more. Angelus took this
as an invitation and began kissing the edge of her
collar line. He pushed back the shirt collar with his
hand until he had a view of her bra. He began placing
wet kisses on the exposed skin of her breasts.
Willow held on to him tighter and pushed her pelvis
against his as Angelus drove her crazy with desire.
This action made Angelus moan and pull her closer. He
slipped into his demon face and gently bit down into
her breast with his fangs. Willow cried out softly as
she felt his teeth penetrate her skin. The pain was
brief and quickly became pleasant and arousing.
Angelus' desire grew for her as the sweet warm blood
bathed his tongue. Her blood was even better than he
had remembered from earlier in the evening. It was
liquid fire and sugar-sweetness combined. He soon
removed his fangs from her breast and lapped at the
remaining drops of blood from the twin puncture marks.
He let his handsome features return and brought his
eyes back to Willow's.
She opened her eyes when she felt his movement from
her breast. Angelus wasn't sure what he was going to
find in her eyes. He feared that she would be upset
with his actions. Her eyes said nothing of the kind.
What he saw in her eyes was pure unadulterated passion
and lust. He smiled and captured her lips in a sweet
kiss.
She pulled her body into his and he lifted her off the
ground. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he
deepened the kiss. She moved slowly up and down as the
passion became hotter between them. Angelus walked
them toward the bed and she remained wrapped around
him as he lowered them down. Angelus positioned them
so he was lying completely on top of Willow before
breaking the kiss to glance into her eyes once again.
"Do you want this Willow?" he whispered.
"What does it feel like?" she asked innocently.
"To make love?" he questioned with a smile.
"No..yes.What I mean is, what does it feel like? When
you drank from me?" she clarified. He was surprised,
and yet, pleased by her question. He moved over
slightly to take some of his weight off of her before
answering.
"It's like pure fire. It's like drinking the sweetest
honey after a day in the warm sun. I could feel your
heartbeat as I drank, beating like a drum. I could
feel you inside of me warming me with your sweet
nectar," he explained with a hazing look in his eyes.
"That sounds amazing," she replied breathlessly.
"Do you want to try it?" he whispered.
"What do you mean?"
"My blood Willow, do you want to try it? Vampire blood
is quite powerful and extremely intoxicating," he
explained.
"But wouldn't I turn into a vampire?" she asked with a
hint of fear.
"No," he replied. "In order for you to become a
vampire, I would have to drain you until just before
death. Then you would drink from me. A little won't
harm you when you're at full strength," he added. She
looked at him with wonder and conflict. "You don't
have to if you don't want to," he assured her as she
lingered without speaking.
"Will I like it?" she questioned timidly.
"I think you would," he whispered. "Do you want a
taste?"
"Yes," she answered breathlessly. Her heartbeat
increased as excitement and nervousness raced through
her body.
Angelus smiled and climbed off of Willow. She sat up
and watched him with wondrous eyes. Angelus lay down
on his back and reached for a pair of scissors that
were lying on the nightstand. He placed the scissors
against his chest, directly above his heart, and
sliced the skin. He replaced the scissors and Willow
watched as the blood began to spill from the wound.
She looked at him with nervousness and intrigue.
"Go ahead," he whispered.
Willow climbed over Angelus and settled between his
legs. She positioned her body over his and slowly
lowered her head toward the wound. She timidly licked
a small drop of the red liquid. The taste was curious
and in no way revolting, as she had feared. She slowly
brought her mouth over the wound and began to gently
suckle it.
Willow's mind flashed with vibrant colors of red and
yellow, and black and gold. Her head began to spin as
the sensations washed over her. Every nerve in her
body started to hum with pleasure. She held on to him
tightly as she drank with greed. She began rubbing her
body against his as her passion and arousal increased
ten fold.
Angelus brought his hand to her head and threaded his
fingers in her hair.
"Willow, you need to stop," he whispered as he removed
her head from his chest. Willow watched the wound heal
over before her eyes.
"I'm sorry," she apologized.
"It's alright. Its just too much can be overwhelming
and dangerous," he explained. "How do you feel?"
"Amazing," she replied hazily. "You were right. It is
intoxicating," she added as she slowly rocked her
pelvis into his.
"I've never shared that with another human before," he
told her. "Well except for when I was turning one," he
added. "It's not quite the same."
"Thank you."
"No, thank you," he replied with a soft smile.
Willow began moving her hands over his chest as she
continued to rock against him. Her eyes remained
locked with his as she traced lazy circles on his
chest. Willow brought her mouth down to capture one of
his nipples and he moaned in pleasure as she gently
bit down on the hardened nub. She could feel his
arousal growing harder as she continued her
ministrations.
Angelus rolled them over and thrust his arousal into
her pelvis. He placed a hard kiss on her lips before
pulling away to quickly remove her shirt and bra. Once
her breasts were exposed to his sight, he brought his
hands up to knead them gently. He placed a soft kiss
over the mark his immortal kiss had left earlier. His
hands slowly traveled down her sides toward her waist
where he began unbuttoning her pants. When Willow
showed no sign of objection, he slid them down her
soft thighs. Tossing the garment to the floor, he
glanced up at the woman lying beneath him, covered
only by red cotton panties.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered as he climbed up
her body. She smiled as he placed another sweet kiss
on her lips.
"Angelus," she whispered as she placed her hand on his
cheek.
"We can stop anytime if you're not ready for this," he
whispered.
"I want this," she replied. "I want you."
Angelus replied by kissing a path between her breasts
and down to her stomach. He stopped briefly to slip
his tongue into her navel. She arched her back off the
bed as she enjoyed the new sensations. Her legs fell
apart as he continued to travel lower. He hooked his
fingers over the waist of her panties and slowly
lowered them off her nest of red curls. He stopped for
a moment to take in the scent of her arousal which was
intoxicating to him. He gently parted her feminine
folds and slowly licked at her bundle of nerves. She
jumped slightly as his cool tongue touched her. She
arched into him as he began licking and nibbling. Her
head was spinning as his tongue circled her clit. She
bent her knees up beside him to give him better access
to her.
He took this opportunity to taste the sweet nectar
dripping from her core. He inserted a single finger
into her core and her tight walls immediately clamped
around it. The anticipation of her tightness caused
his arousal to grow painfully harder. He began rubbing
himself against the bed creating a much-needed
friction. He inserted a second finger and began
stretching her as his assault on her clit increased.
Willow felt her orgasm building as his fingers moved
inside her. All at once the sensations washed over her
and her orgasm hit her hard and fast. Angelus
continued his assault on her clit as her juices flowed
over his hand.
As her orgasm began to subside, her removed his hand
and mouth from her and quickly removed his pants and
boxers. He climbed on top of Willow and positioned
himself at her entrance.
"Open your eyes," he whispered to her. She opened her
eyes and looked into his. "Keep your eyes on me," he
told her.
Angelus watched her eyes as he gently pushed into her
hot core. Her eyes showed a slight sign of pain as he
entered her, but her gaze never wavered from his and
soon radiated intense pleasure and desire. Angelus
moved slowly as her heat surrounded him. He stopped
his movements for a moment when he had entered her
completely. He stared into her eyes as he reveled in
her tightness and her heat.
Once Willow had adjusted to his invasion, she began
rocking her hips into his. He took her cue and slowly
pulled out of her, before pushing into her again. He
repeated his actions again and again, increasing the
power with each thrust. Their eyes remained locked as
their bodies moved in perfect harmony with each other.
Angelus could feel his orgasm building and brought his
hand down to stimulate her clit as he thrust harder
and harder into her. He felt her walls spasm around
his shaft and his fingers moved faster on her clit,
drawing out her orgasm. He thrust into her hard one
last time, reaching his own climax.
After a few moments, Angelus pulled out of Willow and
lay down beside her. He reached for her and guided her
into his embrace. Neither said a word, for no words
were needed in this moment. With a sleepy sigh, Willow
relaxed into his embrace and was soon fast asleep.
"What have you done to me little one?" Angelus
whispered with a smile. He then closed his eyes and
joined Willow in sleep.
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Willow awoke just before dusk and immediately felt an
incredible hunger in her stomach. She and Angelus had
slept all day and she had not eaten since the previous
night. Angelus was still sound asleep next to her on
the bed. Willow smiled as she remembered the wonderful
night they had shared. She decided not to wake him and
quietly climbed out of bed. She quickly dressed in her
bathrobe before leaving the room.
Willow made her way down the stairs and into the
kitchen. She padded across the kitchen floor and
immediately headed for the fridge. She pulled out
sandwich meat and the mayonnaise and placed them on
the counter. She then took the bread from the breadbox
and a knife from the drawer. Willow was busily
preparing her sandwich and didn't notice Angelus enter
the room.
"Whatcha doing?" he asked. Willow jumped at the noise
and dropped the knife to the floor.
"Angelus, you scared me," she replied in shock.
"You weren't afraid of me last night," he replied in
confusion.
"No, I didn't mean.I'm not scared of you. I just meant
that you surprised me," she clarified.
"I didn't mean to sneak up on you. Just force of
habit, you know the whole vampire thing," he
apologized. "What did you make?"
"A turkey sandwich. I'm starving," she replied.
"I don't doubt it," he replied with a smirk.
"Keeping vampire hours takes getting used to I guess,"
she stated as she took a bite of her sandwich.
"I don't remember. I've kind of been doing it a
while," he answered. "Good sandwich?"
"Yeah it's pretty good," she spoke with a mouthful of
food. He replied with a playful grin.
"Willow, I need to go out for a while. Is it alright
if I come back later?" Angelus asked, changing the
subject.
"Where're you going?" she asked.
"It's my dinner time too," he replied looking at the
floor.
"Oh," she replied and shyly looked to the ground as
well. "Do you have to kill?" she asked softly.
"I.it's who I am, Willow," he replied.
"I know."
"Look, I'll try not to, okay?" he asked.
"Okay," she whispered sadly.
"Do you want me to come back or should we end this
now?" he asked seriously.
"No, I want you to come back," she replied. "You're
all I've got."
"And you're everything I want," he replied as he
stepped to her.
"I don't know what I'm doing here Angelus," she told
him with tears in her eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't understand how I can have all these feelings
for you and be doing.things with you and my being okay
with you hunting and watching you kill two men and
inviting you into my home and making love with you,
and feeling like I am betraying everything that I,
Buffy, Xander, Giles, what we stood for." she rambled.
"Willow," Angelus stopped her ramblings. "It's okay
that you're having all these feelings," he told her.
"It's understandable that you're confused. Trust me
you're not the only one. I know I'm a monster. I know
I've hurt you and your friends in the past. I know I
was supposed to kill you. I know you've fought evil
for two years and yes I am that. I am evil," he
explained. "I also know that what we have, what we're
feeling, is real and right and yes, it doesn't make
any sense," he rambled himself. "Before I kidnapped
you and starting feeling for you, I would have never
saved a woman from three thugs, unless it was to take
the girl myself. I would have never considered not
killing my victims. I would never have considered what
my life would be like if I couldn't be with you."
"I don't know what to say or do," she replied timidly.
"All I can tell you is that you should do what's in
your heart. Buffy is dead. Xander and Giles abandoned
you. You have to deal with evil everyday and it's
always around you. Is it so inconceivable that you
could become attracted to it?" he asked her.
"I guess you're right," she replied. "I just can't
help feeling guilty though. Last night in the park,
with those two vamps. That show we put on. That was
the most daring and provocative thing I've ever done
in my whole life, and it felt really good," she told
him honestly.
"Sometimes being bad, can feel good," he replied as he
pulled her into his hard body.
"Yes you do," she replied with a sly grin.
Angelus replied by placing a hard kiss on her lips.
She wrapped her arms around him and pulled herself
closer into him. She could feel his quickly growing
arousal against her pelvis so she began to rub up
against him as her tongue battled with his. Willow
could feel herself becoming wetter with each second
that she was in his arms. Angelus pulled the tie of
her bathrobe loose and snaked his hands in against her
bare flesh. His hands reached the soft curves of her
buttocks and he lifted her up onto the countertop.
Willow's hands reached for his pants waist and yanked
them down over his thighs. Her hands found their way
to his penis and she grasped his shaft firmly. He
moaned as she began stroking him. She was became even
more aroused by the feeling of his large cool shaft in
her small hands. Willow broke the kiss and looked into
his desire filled eyes.
"I need you now," she breathed.
Angelus didn't need another word. Willow removed her
hands from his shaft and he moved closer to her. He
placed his hands on her thighs and spread her legs
apart on the counter. He placed a soft kiss on her
lips.
"Lean back," he whispered.
She did as he had asked. She lay with her back against
the counter. Angelus moved her hands up under her head
to protect her. He then placed her legs over his
shoulders. He grasped his shaft in his hand and guided
it to her opening. He slowly entered her tight
channel. He moaned as her muscles squeezed him as he
moved. Her eyes rolled up under her lids as he slowly
filled her to the hilt. He began to pull out of her
but stopped and thrust again, a little harder this
time, causing her to moan. Again he pulled out slowly
and thrust in hard. Her moans grew louder with every
thrust and her legs pulled him into her tighter. Soon
he was pounding into her at a quick pace. She met him
thrust for thrust as their bodies pounded one another.
Suddenly Angelus bit into her breast and spilt his
cold seed into her hot core. The pain of his bite
brought Willow to her own powerful orgasm. She
screamed as the feelings overwhelmed her.
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Willow paced the living room anxiously awaiting
Angelus' return. It had been three hours since he had
left her house that evening. "If only my parents knew
what their daughter has been doing on their kitchen
counter." she thought as she paced. "I can't believe
I'm so nervous and excited and scared all at the same
time. Where is Angelus? Could he have had a run in
with something or someone he couldn't handle?" she
continued as her thoughts began to get the better of
her. Willow was shaken out of her thoughts as she
heard the front door open.
Willow turned to see Angelus walking through the door.
She immediately ran to him and threw herself in his
arms. He was surprised by her welcome, but gladly
accepted her in a tight embrace.
"Are you okay Willow? Did something happen?" he asked
worriedly.
"No," she replied timidly. "I just.well I." she
stuttered.
"You weren't worried about my safety or worried that
I'd leave you, were you?" he asked as he pulled away
slightly to look at her face.
"No.of course not," she quietly replied.
"Willow?" he asked in disbelief.
"Well maybe a little," she replied embarrassedly.
"I'm not going to leave you Willow. I've claimed you
as my mate. You're mine," he told her seriously.
"I'm your mate?" she asked in surprise.
"Of course you are," he informed her. "That is what
you want right?"
"Yes.I mean.I guess I.," she stumbled to find the
words. "What exactly does that mean? Is that like
going steady or like being married?"
"Vampires don't usually marry," he explained. "Taking
you as my mate means that you belong to me and that I
belong to you. Other vampires will know that you are
my mate and that you are not to be touched. Does that
answer your question?"
"I think so," she replied nervously.
"Willow I've tasted your blood and you've tasted mine.
We're connected now," he told her.
"I know," she replied calmly.
"I need you to be okay with this," he told her.
Willow didn't answer him. Angelus grabbed her arms and
crushed his lips to hers. He quickly pushed his tongue
past her lips and she returned the kiss with equal
force. He wrapped his arms around her and crushed her
body to his. Willow's arms snaked up around his neck
and he lifted her off the ground. Her legs quickly
wrapped around his waist as he slammed her down on the
bulge in his pants.
Willow reached down between their bodies and fumbled
to free his member from the confines of his pants.
After releasing him, she wrapped her small hand around
his large shaft. She squeezed firmly as her hand
slowly began to move up and down his cool flesh.
Angelus tried to remove her clothing that was
preventing him from entering her but he found he
couldn't because Willow was wearing pants. Angelus
broke the kiss and reached around to unlatch her legs
from his waist. Willow released his member as she
stood to the ground. Angelus captured her lips again
and walked them toward the wall that separated the
living room and the hallway.
He reached down to the waist of her pants and quickly
undid the buttons. Willow pushed his pants completely
out of the way and they fell to the ground. Angelus
stepped out of his pants as he lowered Willow's off of
her legs. Angelus broke the kiss and forcefully placed
her arms around his neck. He placed his hands on her
hips and lifted her off the ground again, her feet
dangling below her.
"Tell me you want me," he demanded.
"I want you," she answered breathlessly.
"Tell me that you want me as your mate," he demanded
further.
"I want you as my mate," she returned strongly.
"Good. Because you are mine," he growled and slammed
her against the wall.
Willow wrapped her legs around his waist and slammed
herself down on his throbbing erection. She screamed
as he filled her to the hilt. Angelus thrust hard into
her and she brought her hands out above her. Her hands
found the corner edge of the wall and grasped it for
balance as Angelus pounded into her harder and harder.
Willow moaned in ecstasy as he slammed into her. She
felt her release quickly approaching and was soon
screaming as a powerful orgasm racked her body. The
shock waves flowing through her continued as Angelus
pounded into her faster. Finally Angelus reached his
climax but continued thrusting into her until he had
spent every last drop. As their bodies began to
recover, Angelus slowly sank to the floor, remaining
buried within Willow's tight channel.
"That was amazing," Willow breathed. "I've never felt
anything so powerful before."
"You're pretty powerful yourself," he replied. "I
didn't hurt you did I?"
"Goddess no, that was amazing," she replied.
"You said that already," he chuckled.
"Yeah I guess I did," she returned.
"You're mine," he whispered.
"Forever," Willow placed a soft kiss on his lips.
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It was half past eleven by the time Angelus and
Willow finally left her house. They decided to take a
walk around the town that they intended to claim as
their own.
Angelus walked with the strong, confident mannerism
that was strictly his and Willow was right beside him
carrying a new found strength and confidence that wore
her well. Willow felt as if the last seventeen years
of her life had been a dream and she had finally woken
up.
"How do you feel?" Angelus asked his mate.
"I feel in the mood to kick something's ass," she
replied strongly.
"That's my girl," he smiled slyly. "I have just the
thing."
"What is it?" she asked excitedly.
"Word has it that Spike as made himself a couple of
new minions. They are due to rise tonight," he
informed her.
"But isn't Spike your friend or teammate or whatever
you call it?" she asked.
"Spike and Dru were once part of my family but we
haven't been one for quite a long time. Now that I
have you, I think it's time we put Spike in his
place," he answered.
"I'm in," she replied with a smile.
It wasn't long before Angelus and Willow reached the
cemetery where Spike's minions were to arise. Angelus
stopped them in front of a simple headstone.
"We'll wait here," Angelus stated.
"Are you sure?" Willow asked surveying their
surroundings.
"It's a fresh grave," he replied.
"How do you.right. Never mind," she replied with
embarrassment.
"So are you up for it?" he asked with a sly smile.
"I've always been up for the fighting of evil but are
you sure about betraying your childe?" Willow asked.
"Technically I was not his sire, Dru was. I just kind
of trained him and put up with him because I sired
Dru," he informed her.
"Oh."
"Look if you want me to leave these vamps free to kill
the populous of Sunnydale, I will."
"No, I don't want that," she jumped in. "It's just,
haven't I already rocked the boat enough?"
"Look I'm evil. Nothing can change that," he started,
"and I've been master around here since my return and
have been unchallenged only because Spike wouldn't
dare. I know he is trying to overthrow me and I see to
prevent that from happening. I have you now. You're my
fire. It's time I take control of this town for good
and put Spike in his place," Angelus explained.
"Take control? But I can't.I mean.Angelus, regardless
of my feelings for you, and my new love for being a
bit wild on occasion, I'm not evil. I couldn't be,"
she replied nervously.
"I know you're not evil. You have the purest heart of
anyone I've ever met," he started. "Look I'm not out
to destroy the world or even little old Sunnydale.
Think of it as our playground. No rules, no orders,
unless we're giving them," he placed his hand behind
her head pulling her close. "You'll keep me honest,"
he whispered before placing a soft kiss on her lips.
"You're my Fire, Willow."
Willow looked up at him through glassy eyes, "You are
my darkness Angelus," she returned.
Angelus crushed his lips to hers and pulled her close.
His hands slowly slid up her bare thighs and under the
short skirt she was wearing. Willow pulled at his hair
as she held on to him with every ounce of her being as
their tongues battled for control.
Angelus pulled away from her as a sudden noise sparked
his attention. They turned to see two hands emerging
from the grave before them.
"Are you ready?" he asked with an encouraging smile.
"I'm not strong enough to take him," she replied after
seeing the size of the vampire as he emerged. "I think
he played tackle or something on the Sunnydale High
football team."
"You don't need physical strength Willow, use your
magic," he encouraged.
"I don't know if I'm that strong," she replied
fearfully as the vamp began to approach her.
"Yes you are. Use your dark side," he suggested. "Show
me that wild woman that emerged in the park and again
in your living room."
"Right," she replied with confidence. "I'm a bad ass
Wicca and I'm so gonna kick your ass," she informed
the newly risen vampire.
The vamp lunged toward her and she did a somersault to
the ground to avoid his attack. She jumped up behind
the vampire and waited. The vamp turned and headed
toward her again but this time she had a plan. Willow
raised her hand toward the creature and suddenly he
was levitated off the ground.
Angelus stood off to the side and watched the scene
play out. The confused vampire hung mid air as Willow
slowly approached him. Willow's other hand reached out
toward a tree and suddenly a branch broke off and flew
directly into the vampire's heart. Willow sank to the
ground as the vampire turned to dust before her.
Angelus ran to her side.
"Are you alright?" he asked in concern.
"What a rush," she replied.
"Not bad," he replied.
Suddenly Angelus found himself knocked to the ground
by Willow. Before he could react, she was straddling
him.
"I need you now!" she exclaimed as she quickly undid
the zipper of his pants.
Willow's force excited Angelus beyond belief and he
was hard almost instantly. Willow released his
throbbing member and quickly impaled herself on it.
Willow rode him hard and fast like a wild animal. He
couldn't believe how out of control she was as she
slammed herself down again and again. Soon he felt her
strong muscles clamping and pulsing around his cock.
She screamed as her orgasm blew through her. She
collapsed against his chest breathlessly while Angelus
remained hard as a rock inside her heat.
"Take me," she whispered between breaths.
Angelus rolled them over and pulled out of her. Her
juices coated his shaft thoroughly and he knew right
away how he had to have her. He turned Willow over and
forced her on all fours. He placed his shaft at her
opening and waited.
"Tell me no if you don't want this," he told her.
"Do it," she replied with desire.
Angelus slid into her tight channel slowly, spreading
her as he went. Willow moaned as he entered her. He
pulled out slightly before pushing in further.
Willow's legs spread further apart as she adjusted to
his invasion. This time he pulled out almost
completely before slamming into her to the hilt. She
screamed but begged for more. He repeated his actions
again and again, increasing speed and force with every
thrust. He could feel his orgasm approaching and
reached his hand around to attack her clit as he
pounded again and again. Willow screamed in orgasm as
he exploded inside her. He stopped his thrusts but
continued his assault on her clit until her orgasm had
fully racked her body. When she had calmed, he slowly
pulled out of her and the two collapsed to the ground.
"My god, you are amazing," he spoke breathlessly. "You
are a raging fire."
"Only because of you," she whispered.
"Trust me, it's all you baby," he replied. "You are
wild and incredibly powerful. And believe me when I
say, I am never letting you go."
"Good. Because I could definitely get used to this,"
she told him with a seductive smile.
"You are going to be the death of me, but damn what a
way to go," he replied before capturing her lips in a
sweet kiss.
"We still have another vamp to worry about," Willow
informed him, breaking the kiss.
"Lead the way my love," he replied.
The two stood and fixed their clothing before heading
off to find the other vampire.
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"Okay so the other one got away," Willow conceded.
"I'm sorry. I'll try to control myself better in the
future."
"On the contrary," Angelus started. "I quite like it
when you're out of control."
"But I let a vampire escape," she reminded him.
"We'll get him, don't you worry," Angelus assured her.
"I do worry. What if he kills someone before we find
him?" she asked.
"I don't think we need to worry about that," he
replied.
"Why?"
"Because he's right over there, wandering around like
a lost puppy," Angelus pointed to the far side of the
graveyard where their missing vampire was walking
around admiring the roses that were growing by an old
mausoleum.
"Okay, I thought vampires woke with an extreme blood
lust," Willow stated.
"We do," Angelus replied. "I guess Spike picked one
that's even crazier than Dru. Let's say we put him out
of his misery," he suggested.
"I almost feel sorry for him. He looks so pathetic,"
Willow commented.
"Shall we let him go then?" he asked.
"No!" she quickly replied. "It just won't be as much
fun killing him," she added.
"He's all yours," Angelus informed her. "Are you
thinking magic or just a plain old stake?"
"Well he may be pathetic but he is still bigger than
me and he is a vampire after all," she replied. "Well
I suppose I could give it a try the old fashioned
way."
"That's my girl," Angelus smiled. "And you've always
got your magic if he becomes too much."
"Right," she replied and began sneaking closer and
closer to the vampire's position with a wooden stake
in her hand.
Willow and Angelus soon found out that they had
seriously underestimated the capability of the young
vampire. He was a lot more cunning and viral than
either had expected. Willow's first lunge at the
vampire ended with her lying on the ground on her
back. The vampire had seen her coming and tossed her
as she leapt. Angelus ran to join the attack and he
too was knocked down at the last moment. Willow
crawled backwards away from the vampire searching for
her stake. Finally she spotted it lying on the ground.
The only problem was that the vampire stood between
her and the stake. Willow focused on the stake and
lifted it with her mind. Once airborne, the stake flew
itself into the vampire's back, piercing the heart and
turning him to dust.
Willow dropped her back to the ground and exhaled a
long held breath. Angelus immediately sank to Willow's
side, worried about her condition.
"Are you alright?" he asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she replied. "A little sore from the
fall but I'll live."
"I guess we underestimated that one," Angelus stated.
"I guess Spike knew what he was doing when he chose
that one after all," Willow added.
"I don't think so," Angelus replied. "Spike usually
chooses to sire minions whom he can easily control and
order around. I think that one was probably smarter
than Spike. I don't think he would have purposely
chosen someone that good."
"Unless he is planning something," Willow offered.
"Like what?" Angelus asked.
"I don't know. You said you've been distant from Spike
and the other vampires for a while now," she started.
"Maybe he thinks he can reclaim the title of master?"
"Well if thinks he can over throw me, he is seriously
mistaken," he told her strongly. "Mark my words, with
you by my side we are going to run this whole damn
town."
"We will," she replied supportively.
"What do you say we head to the mansion tonight and
show them that we're not going anywhere?" he asked
holding out his hand to her.
"Sounds like a plan," she agreed and placed her hand
in his. The couple walked off, heading toward the
mansion.
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Angelus and Willow entered the mansion a few hours
before sunrise to find the place quiet. They walked
around the main part of the house to find not even a
single vampire on the premises.
"Is it usually this quiet here this time of night?"
Willow asked.
"Not usually," Angelus answered. "There are usually at
least one or two minions around guarding the place."
"This can't be a good thing," she replied.
"We'll find out what's going on, don't worry," he
assured her. "I think we should start by looking
around here. See if there are any clues to what Spike
might be up to. If they're coming back here to the
mansion, we don't have much time. It'll be dawn soon."
"Maybe we should split up," Willow suggested.
"And let you get cornered by Spike or one of the
others alone? Not a chance," Angelus told her.
"Really I can take care of myself," she told him.
"Remember? Super-witch here."
"I don't care," he told her. "I'm not leaving you
alone."
"Yes you are," she told him. "See my resolve face?"
"Are you always this stubborn?"
"Only when I need to be," she replied with a smile.
"Fine, but if you get into trouble."
"I'll use my magic and I'll give you a shout," she
finished.
"Be careful," he told her and placed a soft kiss on
her lips.
"Always," she answered and headed toward the west side
of the mansion.
Angelus watched her walk away from him before heading
toward the east side of the house. He decided to check
out his own bedroom to ensure that nothing had been
touched or taken first. After a quick survey, he
resolved that everything was as it had been before. He
closed the door and walked toward Spike and Drusilla's
room. He placed his ear to the door to check for noise
and he heard the sound of Drusilla's voice. It sounded
as if she was having another one of her deluded
conversations will her doll collection. He knocked on
the door quietly before opening the door.
"Drusilla?" he asked as he entered the room.
"Daddy, your back," she called happily.
"Yeah I'm back," Angelus replied. "Where's Spike?"
"Spike went looking for daddy," she replied
innocently. "Have you been a bad daddy?"
"What do you mean Dru?" he asked as he walked toward
her.
"Spike said that daddy was bad and needed to be
punished," she told him.
"Did he now? Do you know where he went?" he inquired.
"The cemetery," she answered. "How I love the
cemetery. I love dancing under the moon over a freshly
dug grave. I can hear the stars daddy, they're singing
to me," she told him as she began dancing to music
only heard in her ears.
Angelus left Drusilla to her dancing and exited the
room. He walked back toward the living room in search
of Willow. He knew that Spike had to have discovered
the deaths of his new minions by now. He would soon be
coming for them.
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Meanwhile, Willow had been searching through papers
and books in the library when she was suddenly
confronted by Spike and three of his minions. She had
been backed into a corner while Spike spouted threats
and snide quips. Willow was scared at first but she
quickly realized that Spike couldn't harm her this
time. Not if she used her magic. Willow summoned a
force field around herself and as hard as Spike tried,
he couldn't penetrate it.
"Well, well it seems as if Red here has learned a
couple tricks since last seen," Spike stated as he
circled around her force field.
"This is nothing compared to what I can really do,"
she told him confidently.
"I seem to recall a time, not all that long ago, when
you were nothing but a helpless little girl who
couldn't even lift a finger to save her best friend's
life," he tormented.
"Well I'm not that little girl anymore," she replied
becoming defensive.
"Clearly not," he replied. "It's just a shame that you
came upon these tricks so late in life. Just think of
all the innocent people who died because you let the
Slayer down when she needed you most," he added.
"You killed Buffy," she replied on the verge of tears.
"Yes but if it hadn't been for you, she never would
have been here that night," he continued to taunt her.
"I'm stronger than that now," she replied trying to
keep her wits. "You can't hurt me anymore Spike. I
won't let you."
"Just give it a little time luv, that force field
can't last forever," he told her. "I know you're not
as strong as you tell yourself."
"No she's even stronger," Angelus interrupted,
entering the room.
"Angelus," Willow called to him.
"So he returns," Spike started. "Thanks for joining
the party. You're just in time."
"In time for what?" Angelus asked.
"In time to see us finish what I started when Dru and
I killed the Slayer," he told him.
"And what exactly would that be?" Angelus asked.
"I'm taking over here as Master," Spike told him.
"You'll have to get through me first," Angelus assured
him.
"Not a problem," he replied.
"You may have the ability to take out a few Slayers,
but you cannot win against me," Angelus told him.
"It seems that you've not exactly been yourself
lately," Spike started. "My money is on Red here. What
exactly are you doing, hanging on to this human? Is
she a replacement for Buffy?"
"Hardly," Angelus shot back. "Willow is my mate. She
belongs to me and this town belongs to us."
"Correction, this town belonged to you," Spike told
him. "Now it's going to belong to me."
"You'll have to kill me first," Angelus told him.
"Not a problem mate," he replied.
"Let's put your money where your mouth is Spikey boy,"
Angelus taunted.
Spike and Angelus approached each other and stood in a
preparatory stance. Spike threw the first punch and
Angelus quickly moved to avoid it. Angelus took a
quick shot and connected with Spike's stomach. He
hunched over from the blow but quickly regained
control and caught Angelus' face with his fist. The
other vampires in the room watched as the two vampires
fought for control. No one, expect Willow, noticed
Drusilla enter the room to check on the commotion. In
addition, everyone had completely forgotten about
Willow and the fight gave her just the opportunity she
needed to drop her force field and sneak out behind
the vampires. Willow quietly crept up behind Drusilla
without being noticed, not even by Dru. Willow raised
her hand and her magic lifted Drusilla off the ground.
Drusilla tried to scream for help but Willow summoned
a gag over her mouth.
"Spike!" Willow yelled.
The two vampires stopped the fight instantly and
looked over at Willow. Spike watched in terror as his
love, Drusilla, struggled against invisible bindings
as she floated above the ground.
"Let her go!" Spike yelled.
"You're going to listen to me very carefully Spike,"
she started. "Like Angelus said earlier, this town is
not yours and will never be yours. From this day on,
this town belongs to Angelus and me," she explained.
"The way I see it, if you don't want your girlfriend
here to be turned into a pile of dust, then you and
your minions will get in your car and head far from
here and never return."
"You wouldn't do it," he replied. "You couldn't kill."
"Are you willing to risk it?" she asked. "After all it
was you and Drusilla who killed Buffy right in front
of me."
"Oh, and by the way Spike," Angelus jumped in smugly.
"She's already killed two of your minions this
evening. Trust me, not only will she do it, but she'll
do it well."
"So what'll it be?" Willow asked raising Drusilla
higher from the ground.
"Don't hurt her," Spike pleaded.
"What's your answer?" she asked.
"We'll leave," he replied softly in defeat.
"What was that? I didn't quite hear you," she asked
forcefully.
"I said we'll leave," Spike repeated. "Please let her
go."
"Fine," Willow replied and dropped Drusilla to the
ground.
Drusilla covered her ears with her hands and began
crying. Spike ran to her side and picked her up into
his arms. He looked at Willow and then at Angelus in
disgust and defeat.
"Come on boys, let's get our things and go," Spike
told them and began walking away.
"Oh and Spike?" Willow called after him. He turned to
her but didn't answer. "If you even think about trying
anything or coming back, I will kill Drusilla in an
instant," she told him, "and I don't even have to be
in the same room." Spike nodded and he and the others
left the room.
Angelus approached Willow and she threw herself in his
arms. He held her tightly as she began to cry softly.
He patted her hair in an attempt to comfort her.
"You were really terrific," he told her. She looked up
at him with tear filled eyes.
"I wanted to kill her Angelus," she confessed.
"Drusilla and Spike. I wanted them to pay for what
they did to Buffy."
"I know," he answered simply.
"I just couldn't do it. With the other vampires it was
just slaying. Taking out the dangerous creatures to
protect the innocent," she started, "but with them it
was different."
"You wanted revenge," he suggested.
"Yes," she answered. "I'm a bad person."
"No. You're not a bad person Willow," he told her,
cupping her face in his hands. "You didn't let your
anger win. You didn't kill them."
"Do you think I should have?"
"Well of course I would love nothing more than for
Spike and Drusilla to be gone permanently, but not at
the price of you destroying yourself," he replied
honestly.
"You did get your revenge on Spike and Drusilla, by
the way," Angelus told her as they walked.
"What do you mean?" she asked in confusion.
"You put Spike in his place; you made him weak. Now he
must live with the knowledge that he couldn't
overthrow me and that he was defeated by a mortal and
a woman," he explained.
"Yeah I guess I did," she smiled and laid her head
against his side.
"So what do you say we get some rest? After all it's
been a busy night," Angelus suggested.
"Sleep would be good. Spells are tiring," she replied.
"We're going to have to stay here today," he informed
her. "The sun will be up any minute."
"That's fine. It's actually kinda nice here," she
replied. "I mean when it's not full of evil vampires,"
she added.
"Yeah I hate that too," he replied with a snicker.
"No, I mean.not you.I mean like Spike and Drusilla and
the others," she rambled nervously. "I mean I know
you're evil but you're not all bad and I just mean
that.I mean."
"Willow," he interrupted with a chuckle. "It's okay. I
knew what you meant. You didn't offend me," he assured
her. "I rather like it here with fewer evil vampires
about as well," he smiled.
"Right," she replied with a red face.
"Come on gorgeous, let's go to bed," he told her.
Angelus led her into his bedroom and within minutes
both were asleep.
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"So the Slayer comes through after all," Spike
greeted.
"Did you really think I was going to let you harm my
best friend?" Buffy returned.
"No. I know you would give your life to save your
friends," he replied.
"I won't have to," she told him. "You gave up your
life the moment you took Willow. I've come to
collect," she stated strongly.
Spike and Drusilla laughed and walked closer to the
Slayer. Spike confronted her directly while Drusilla
began to circle her slowly. Buffy kept her focus on
Spike but never let Drusilla out of her line of sight.
"Come on Slayer, show me what you've got," Spike
taunted.
"Be careful what you wish for Spike," she replied.
Spike lunged for Buffy but his move was blocked and
her fist connected with the back of his head. Spike
retaliated but hooking his leg around hers and
knocking her to the ground. Spike straddled her waist
and attempted to pin her down, but she flipped him
before he had the chance. Buffy sprang to her feet and
regained her focus on the situation. Drusilla stood
off to the side swaying to non-existent music. Spike
pulled himself off the ground to confront her again.
Spike and Buffy began circling one another in a
predatory fashion building up their adrenaline.
While Spike and Buffy were occupied with their
sparing, Drusilla was busy teasing Willow. She slowly
ran her hand up Willow's cheek and through her hair.
Dru purposely lowered the gag from Willow's mouth as
she crept closer. Drusilla placed a kiss on Willow's
lips, making Willow uneasy. Dru released the kiss and
smiled deviously before bringing her demon to the
surface. She slowly leaned in to bite Willow's neck.
When Drusilla's fangs came into contact with Willow's
neck, Willow cried out quietly in terror.
Willow's cry was barely above a whisper but had been
loud enough for Buffy to hear over the commotion
between her and Spike. Buffy turned to see Willow in
the arms of Drusilla. Buffy forgot Spike and ran
toward her best friend. Buffy grabbed Drusilla by the
throat and attempted to pull her from Willow. Spike
used her distraction to his advantage. He grabbed
Buffy from behind and sank his fangs into her neck.
Willow screamed as Spike bit down. Drusilla released
her hold on Willow and tossed her to the ground,
turning her attentions toward the Slayer. Drusilla
sank her fangs into Buffy's chest and drank hungrily
as Spike continued to drink from her neck. Willow
watched in terror as the two vampires drained the life
out of her best friend's body. When the vampires where
finished they tossed her lifeless body to the floor in
front of her.
"No!" Willow screamed as she sprang out of bed.
Angelus was startled awake by Willow's scream. He
jumped out of the bed and ran to her side.
"Baby, what's wrong?" he asked.
"It was my fault Angelus, she died because of me. I
caused it," she cried and sank to the floor.
"It wasn't your fault," he assured her as he knelt
down beside her.
"But it was," she looked at him with watery eyes.
"There's something I've never told anyone," she
confessed. "When she came that night, she and Spike
went at it for quite a while. Drusilla just stood back
and watched the fight or maybe she was listening to
music in her head, not quite sure. Anyway, while Spike
and Buffy kept each other occupied, Drusilla began
taunting me. First she was gentle and soft, almost as
if she were flirting with me. She removed the gag from
my mouth and kissed me. Then she showed her true face
and went for my neck," she continued as the tears
continue to flow. "I felt her sharp fangs brush over
my skin and I instinctively cried out. It wasn't more
than a whisper but Buffy heard me. She turned toward
me and came after Drusilla. Drusilla wouldn't let me
go. While Buffy tried to free me, Spike came up behind
her and. and bit Buffy. Buffy struggled but couldn't
get away. Drusilla released her hold on me and she too
sank her teeth into Buffy."
"Willow, that wasn't your fault, Buffy knew what she
was getting into when she went there that night,"
Angelus explained.
"But if I hadn't cried out, I wouldn't have distracted
her and she wouldn't have been killed," she replied.
"Drusilla removed your gag so that you could make a
sound to distract Buffy," he told her. "Look, Drusilla
and Spike are both well trained killers. I know, I
trained them," he explained. "It wasn't you Willow.
They would have found another way. I think Buffy's
death was pretty much a done deal the moment she
walked in that place."
"Well then it's still my fault. She went there because
of me," she returned.
"Buffy always jumped into dangerous situations head
first. She knew that being the Slayer came with a low
life-expectancy rate. It was just her time. Please
don't let her death destroy you. You couldn't have
done anything to prevent it. I know she wouldn't have
blamed you. She would have wanted you to go on and
continue the fight," he told her.
"Am I continuing the fight?" she asked with innocent
eyes.
"Yes," he answered. "Maybe not quite in the way Buffy
might have envisioned, but none-the-less, you are
still fighting. You have done well taking over for the
Slayer."
"I could never replace the Slayer. I may be good but I
don't think I'm that good," she replied.
"Speaking of Slayers, with the death of Buffy and that
other one." he started.
"Kendra," she offered.
"Right, it seems to me that with their deaths, several
months ago, two new Slayers must have been called by
now. It's probably only a matter of time before they
make their way here to Sunnydale," Angelus stressed.
"You're probably right," she replied. "That could mean
trouble for us."
"Not if they stay out of our way," he told her.
"Right, they are really going to believe that a witch
and a soulless vampire have teamed up to do good and
fight evil," she replied with sarcasm.
"Well I guess they'll have to," he told her.
"They might not even come here at all. After all this
isn't the only evil town in the world," she offered.
"Well I guess we'll just have to see what happens," he
replied. "Now what do you say we go back to bed for a
while. It will be nightfall in a few hours."
"Yeah," she replied and they headed back to bed.
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(Six months later)
It was a few hours after sundown and Angelus and
Willow were walking through the park hand in hand.
This night they were not out for the hunt. This night
they were merely out to enjoy the peacefulness that
had befallen the parks of Sunnydale. Over the past six
months, their nightly hunts had considerably thinned
out the criminal population of Sunnydale. As for the
vampires and other demons, most knew well enough to
stay out of their way.
"You're my goddess of fire," Angelus whispered,
breaking their peaceful silence.
"And you're my prince of darkness," she replied,
stopping to face him.
"I love you Willow," he whispered, taking her in his
arms.
"And I love you Angelus," she replied.
Angelus tightened his embrace of her and placed a soft
kiss on her lips. Her arms snaked up his back and she
ran her fingers through his soft hair. Angelus' hands
slid down to rest on her buttocks. He squeezed gently
as he brought her pelvis into contact with his own.
"Angelus is that you?" a young vampire came up from
behind them. Angelus broke the kiss and turned toward
the voice, growling, his demon showing full force.
"Sorry, man I didn't mean to interrupt. I just wanted
to see if the rumors were true," he continued.
"What rumors?" Angelus asked angrily. He released
Willow and held her behind him protectively.
"That you've claimed a human as your mate and that
you've turned against other vampires," the fledgling
told him nervously.
"Yes I have claimed a human as my mate. As for the
rest, I don't let anyone question me or talk to me in
such a manner," he growled.
"It's just that you are legendary around here and I
guess I don't understand," he replied boldly.
"What's to understand? I'm the master around here and
I'll do as I please," Angelus replied.
"Yes sir," he replied and began to walk away
backwards.
Unbeknownst to the young vampire, Angelus reached for
a stake that was hidden in the waistband of Willow's
black leather pants. Willow stepped out from behind
Angelus and walked toward the fledgling vampire.
"And for your information," Willow started
confidently. "Angelus didn't choose just any human for
his mate."
"What do you mean?" the young vampire asked nervously.
"He chose a witch," she answered.
Willow pointed toward him and lifted her hand slowly
toward the sky. The vampire levitated off the ground
and became suspended mid-air. Angelus slowly walked
toward the terrified vampire with an evil smile on his
face.
"Like I said," Angelus started. "I don't let anyone
talk to me like that, and neither does my woman,"
Angelus finished and thrust the stake into the
vampire's chest. The vampire turned to dust and Willow
dropped her hand. Angelus walked over to her and
grabbed her forcefully.
"I love it when you do that," Angelus told her and
crushed his lips to hers.
Willow wrapped her arms around him tightly as he
deepened the kiss. Angelus ran his arms down her back
and pulled her into him. She immediately wrapped her
legs around his waist as he lifted her up. Willow
leaned back slightly and exposed her neck and chest to
his hungry eyes. Angelus lowered his head to her
breast and he shallowly punctured the skin with his
fangs. Her blood flowed lightly over his tongue and he
held her closer as her heat filled him.
Suddenly Angelus growled in pain and released his bite
as an arrow pierced his shoulder. Willow jumped to the
ground as he released his hold on her. Angelus growled
again and turned to see two young women standing a
short distance from them.
One woman was holding a crossbow aimed at Angelus. She
was thin and beautiful, was dressed completely in
black, and had long black loose hair to match. The
second woman held a stake in her hand and was in an
attack stance. She was slightly smaller than the
first, had long red hair, and was dressed in black
pants and a red halter-top.
"Let her go," the dark haired girl demanded.
"And what if I don't?" Angelus replied snidely.
"Well you're going to meet the pointy end of my arrow
either way, so you might as well do it," the girl
replied.
"Met it already, thanks," he replied smugly. "And by
the way, you're aim sucks," he added.
"That one was a warning. Believe me, the next one
won't be," she replied as she and the other girl
walked closer to them.
"No! Don't hurt him!" Willow yelled as she ran from
behind Angelus.
"You're defending this creature? You don't look like a
blood sucker," the second girl asked.
"I'm not a vampire," Willow replied.
"So what you enjoy being fed on by this, thing?" the
dark haired girl questioned.
"As a matter a fact I do," Willow replied strongly.
"Let me take a wild guess here," Willow started. "You
must be the new Slayers."
"If you're not a vamp, than how do you know about
Slayers?" the second girl asked.
"Because I knew the last two," she answered quickly.
"In fact, one of them was my best friend. Maybe you've
heard of her? Her name was Buffy and she was the best
thing to ever happen to this town," Willow replied
strongly.
"Then you must be Willow," the first girl replied.
"You know my name," she countered smugly. "What do I
call you?" Willow asked.
"I'm Faith," the dark haired girl answered. "And this
is Mara."
"Wish I could say it was a pleasure to meet you," she
replied. "So, now maybe you could tell me how it is
that you know my name?" Willow asked.
"Our Watcher told us about you. And about Buffy and
Kendra," she replied.
"Your Watcher? Giles?" she asked in shock.
"Yes, our Watcher's name is Rupert Giles," Mara
replied.
"He said he'd never return to Sunnydale," Willow
replied as her eyes watered.
"Well he did. In fact he told us to look out for you.
He said you might be still into fighting evil."
"Yeah, well," Willow replied nervously.
"He sure as hell never mentioned anything about you
protecting evil or getting pelvic with it," Faith shot
out.
"Yeah well, things change," she replied awkwardly.
"Well regardless if you fight evil or not, we do, so I
suggest you move out of the way," Faith informed her,
pointing the cross bow toward Angelus.
"You will not harm him," Willow told her. Willow
mumbled some Latin words and a bright blue force-field
surrounded Willow and Angelus.
"What the hell is that?" Mara asked.
"I guess Giles forgot to mention that I happen to be a
powerful Wicca?" Willow stated with a smile.
"Yeah he left that part out," Mara replied.
"Where is your mighty Watcher anyway?" Willow asked.
"He should be a long any minute. He had to do some
stuff but he was going to meet us here."
"Well than I guess we'll just wait until he arrives,"
Willow told them sternly.
"Willow what are you doing?" Angelus whispered to her.
"Saving your life of course," she replied.
"What are you going to say to Giles?' he asked.
"I was thinking something along the lines of, 'this is
our town, go back to England,'" she replied.
"Maybe we should leave," he suggested.
"Why and be like him?" she replied bitterly.
"Willow."
"Willow?" Giles called as he arrived to meet his
Slayers.
"Giles," Willow answered coldly.
"What's going on here? What are you doing?" he asked
noticing the scene.
"Preventing your girls here from killing my mate," she
replied.
"Mate? Angel?" he asked looking at the creature
responsible for the death of his only love.
"Not Angel," Angelus replied.
"Angelus?" he asked in fear.
"Yeah it's me old friend," he replied with a smile.
"You are not my friend," he replied bitterly. "Willow,
what are you thinking? What on earth would make you
consort with this killer?"
"What right do you have to ask me that? You gave up
the right to have any say in my life when you walked
out and left me here alone in Sunnydale!" she yelled
as tears poured down her face. As her emotions
increased, her force-field dropped, leaving her and
Angelus unprotected.
"Willow what happened to you?" he asked caringly.
"What happened?" Angelus jumped in angrily. "What
happened is that after watching her best friend die at
the hands of Spike and Drusilla, you and that boy,
left Willow here alone," he started. "Did you know
that Willow was haunted nightly by visions of the
Slayer's death? Did you know that by the time I found
her, her life was so destroyed that she wanted me to
take her life? Do you know how much passion and fire
this woman has inside her?"
"You have no right to question me about morality.
You're an evil monster," Giles retaliated.
"Yeah, well at least I'm man enough to admit it,"
Angelus threw back.
Giles began to rush at Angelus when Willow's magic
threw Giles to the ground. Both Slayers began to
charge toward Willow and Angelus.
"No!" Giles yelled. The girls stopped and turned to
look at him. "Don't hurt them," he ordered as he
picked himself up off the ground.
"Willow, please let me help you. You don't know what
you're doing," Giles pleaded.
"Oh I understand perfectly what it is I'm doing," she
replied.
"And what's that?" he asked.
"Living my life," she told him.
"You call being with his monster, living?" he asked in
shock.
"Giles, you don't know me. You're not my father. Once
I did consider you as such, but you lost that title
when you walked out on me," she replied coldly. "The
truth is that I'm happy for the first time in a long
time. Angelus loves me and I love him. And this town
is ours."
"What do you mean?" Giles asked.
"What I mean is that we keep the vampire and demon
population at bay. We also keep criminals from hurting
innocents, and we don't kill. Well not very often,"
she told him.
"But Angelus is a cold blooded killer," Giles reminded
her.
"Not anymore. He doesn't need to kill to feed," she
informed him.
"And you allow this?" he asked.
"Yes. He feeds off of the criminals that we catch. He
doesn't kill them and we send them to jail," she told
him.
"I don't understand. The Willow I knew would never
have allowed injury to come to anyone, not even a
criminal," Giles replied.
"Yeah well.consider that Willow dead. I will never
again be that weak mousey girl that everyone pushed
around and could so easily forget," she replied
strongly.
"I never forgot you Willow," he replied softly.
"No, you just stopped caring," Willow replied
bitterly.
"I never stopped caring for you Willow. I just
needed.some time," he explained.
"Don't even try and tell her that you would have come
back for her," Angelus jumped in. "You're only here
because of your precious Slayers over there."
"Giles can we stake him now?" Faith asked.
"Go ahead try it," Willow yelled raising her hands in
preparation for a spell.
"Now everyone calm down," Giles interceded.
"Giles, Angelus and I have been taking care of this
town for months now. We have things well under
control. Why don't you take your girls over there to
protect the Hellmouth in Cleveland," Willow suggested.
"The council has ordered us to remain in Sunnydale,"
he replied.
"Maybe you should leave," Faith suggested.
"Go ahead, try and make us," Willow replied in anger.
"Maybe we can work something out," Mara jumped in.
"Maybe we can work together."
"I am not going to work with a vampire," Faith
replied. "We kill vamps remember?"
"Than I suggest that you stay out of our way," Willow
told them.
"Fine," Giles replied.
"What?" Faith asked in confusion. "We're going to let
them go?"
"Yes," Giles replied. "Even if the two of you could
over power Angelus, you would not be able to win
against Willow's magic."
"Well I suppose in some twisted way, we are on the
same side here. So maybe we can all work here
civilly," Mara pointed out, trying to find a solution.
"Fine," Willow agreed. "Just remember if anything
happens to Angelus, you'll answer to me," she warned.
"That's five by five," Faith answered. "You do your
thing and we'll do ours."
"Good," Willow replied.
Willow and Angelus began walking back the way they had
come from. Willow looked back over her shoulder at the
Watcher and the two Slayers. Once she was certain,
that they were not going to go back on their word, she
turned and walked confidently away and out of the
cemetery with Angelus at her side. Willow and Angelus
walked silently all the way back to the mansion.
They walked into the empty mansion and Willow headed
into the solarium just off of the living room. Angelus
watched as Willow desperately tried to hide the pain
that she was burning inside of her. He walked out into
the moonlight to join her.
"Willow? Please talk to me," he requested.
"Why did he come back Angelus," she cried.
"It's going to be okay Willow," he comforted.
"He came back for the counsel, for those Slayer
want-a-bees," she cried. "He didn't come for me."
"I'm sure he still thinks of you," he started. "Maybe
you're being here, made it easier for him to come
back. Although I don't believe he was pleased to see
us together."
"I guess we showed him huh?" she replied jokingly.
"Were you using our relationship to hurt him, Willow?"
he asked slightly hurt.
"No, of course not. Our relationship doesn't have
anything to do with him," she assured him. "He has no
say in who I love and who I share my life with."
"Good. Because I would never give you up without a
fight," he replied.
"I know."
"You had a lot of anger in you tonight," he noted.
"I guess Giles' betrayal hurt me more than I had
thought," she stated sadly.
"Tonight you were acting out of hurt and spite," he
started "I have to say that I loved seeing that side
of you," he told her with a smile. "Pure fire."
"I don't know if I can do this Angelus," she told him.
"Do what? Be with me?" he asked in fear.
"No," she quickly replied. "I mean what I said. I just
don't know if I can deal with having to see Giles in
town."
"What do you want to do? You don't want to leave do
you?" he asked.
"No, I like our life here," she replied. "Why did he
have to come back now? Why did he have to come here?"
"I don't know baby," he tried to comfort her. "All I
can tell you is that you are strong and if anyone can
survive this, it's you."
"I thought I had locked that part of me up forever,"
she added as she sat on a stone bench.
"Maybe it's a good thing that Giles came back," he
suggested.
"How can you say that?" she replied in shock.
"You just said it. A part of you was locked up. That's
not healthy. Eventually that pain was going to eat you
alive and destroy you," he explained.
"How do I make this pain go away?" she cried and
curled up into herself.
"One day at a time," he told her. "First you need to
forgive yourself for Buffy's death. Then maybe someday
you might be able to forgive Giles for leaving you."
"I don't think I could ever forgive him," she replied.
"Look at it this way," he started. "If Giles hadn't
left you and caused you so much pain, then I probably
wouldn't have thought twice about killing you back
then. If I had killed you, then we would not be
together and you would not have become the amazing
woman that you are."
"Since when are you the 'glass is half full' guy?" she
asked with a hint of amusement.
"I guess since you turned my world upside down," he
replied with a smile.
"Yeah well, I guess I could say the same for you," she
replied.
"That's my girl," he smiled and pulled her into his
arms. "You and I forever right?"
"Forever," she replied placing a soft kiss on his
lips.
The End