AUTHOR: Susie: susanne@zoom.co.uk
DISCLAIMER: The characters do not belong to me. *sigh* Joss the King of all things we love does!! The Boogie Man belongs to all the people out there that believe and then some that don’t! *grin*
DISTRIBUTION: My Site, I am Evil! Hear me Roar! http://evilroaring.cjb.net The G4G site Mysteries Untold, BK can have it for HatBH. Anyone else just ask me k?
SPOILERS: Umm, well, none really this is taking place in my own little universe ok!! But in general I would say season 4 Buffy and one Angel ok? Don’t hold me to that though!!
RATING: PG (this part)
PAIRING: Willow/Angel
DEDICATION: To Dru how is teaching me to write like this!! The smallest of details is of importance is what she was telling me!! Hurry home girl we all miss you!! Also this is to everyone that wanted more!! If you want more tell me!!
NOTES: Ok, this can be a one off fic, or there can be more, it is entirely up to you people!! There was meant to be no plot but it snuck in when I wasn’t looking.! All the Boogie Man stuff is purely based upon the scary stories that I was told as a wee child ok!! So if something doesn’t fit to what you were told or know then don’t blame, blame the myth!! *grin*. Ok any other notes?…. Oh if you do want more then as the title says it has be the pampering of Willow so let me know some of the things you would like to see happen, they may inspire me to write more! Oh it is also set a few years in the future ok?
Ok then on with the show!
Pampering #2: A Relaxing Bath
"I’m sorry Buffy we’re just not coming up with anything. Wills is trying really hard." Xander turned from the phone to look at his best friend as she frowned at the computer screen once again trying desperately to get information to help them. "Yeah I know it’s real, you keep telling us. I’m sorry there’s nothing we can do. Spike has no more ideas, and Angel was as helpful as he could be. Even Cordy tried researching. G-man not got anything?"
"Xander it’s hopeless." Willow sighed as he hung up the phone. "Nearly two weeks and we only have hear say and folklore. How is she going to kill it?"
"I dunno Wills. Buff will find a way. Nothing will get to live after hurting her and Giles."
"Giles? He was hurt?"
"Yeah, trying to be all heroic and is now sporting a bloody arm."
"Is…is he ok?"
"Yeah, just resting. The council have some potion or something to help him. Buffy is taking him over there now."
"You sure Spike’s not keeping something from us?" Willow pushed back her chair and stretched, clicking her bones back into place and pushing the pain that was slowly creeping back into her body to one side.
"Don’t think so. You call him and ask you can drag more outta him then me." Xander went over to her and put his arm around her. "Don’t worry everything will work out." He gently squeezed her shoulders and then went to the door. "I’m gonna hit the sack I’m pooped. See ya in the morning."
"’Night Xan." At the soft click of the motel door Willow let out the breath she had been holding. Her hands went to her shoulder to try and massage some of the kinks out of her body. "Argh! Where’s Angel when you need him?" She growled into the room and then jumped when she heard his voice.
"Right here." He smiled at her startled glare and walked over to her and gently took her shoulders. "Here let me." His fingers began to work their magic on her and she slowly relaxed against him. Her head fell forward as she relaxed and her body seemed to turn to jelly. When her head became too heavy for her as Angel’s fingers slowly and gently dug into her shoulders and neck, she moved it back and rested it on his chest.
Stilling his fingers on her shoulders Angel dipped his head to speak next to her ear. "I have something else planned for tonight Little One." Before Willow could even fully register what he said his arms were around her waist and he was turning her. His swooped down and bringing his arm behind her knees he picked her up. Instinctively Willow placed her arms around his neck.
"Angel, what are you…?"
"Shhh, let me look after you." He smiled down at her and placed her on the bed. He gently ran his fingers through her hair and caressed her face. "Stay here, I’ll be back." Willow blinked at him as he disappeared into the bathroom and she heard water running. A few minutes later he returned. Taking off his overcoat he placed it on a nearby chair and began to roll up the sleeves of his shirt. Willow just watched him.
After a second trip to the bathroom Angel smiled down at the warm bath filled with fluffy bubbles and the smell of Strawberries and cream filled his nostrils. He walked back to the bedroom where Willow was still sitting on the edge of the bed. "Come here." He held out one hand for her and when she didn’t move he went to her and took her hand. "It’s ok Willow. You trust me right?" He saw doubt flicker across her face. "I mean, last time was ok right? Let me help this time." He pulled her to her feet and gently pulled her in to the bathroom.
The hot steam hit Willow as she entered the room and the smell alone helped to relax her. Angel stopped walking and turned to her; his fingers still entwined in his. "It’s ok Willow. Just a bath." He felt her tense as she looked at the bath and then back at him. "I swear nothing more. This is all for you." His fingers brushed her face forcing her to look at him. He smiled what he hoped was a reassuring smile and his fingers dropped to her shirt as he began to unbutton it.
"No." Willow’s hand on his stopped him. "Angel, you…you can’t. I mean…"
"It’s ok Willow really. I’ll be gentle. Just a bath remember?" He pulled her fingers away from his and began again to unbutton her shirt. He forced himself not to look down at her but to keep eye contact and constantly reassure her. He got to the last button and was about to gently push the shirt to the floor when Willow stepped back.
"I…I can do that Angel. Turn around." One look at her face told him to do as she asked and obediently he turned and shortly after her heard the splash of water as she stepped into the bath. "Ok, look now."
Smiling Angel turned and saw the pile of clothes on the floor and the nearly fully submerged Willow in the tub. The bathroom was the standard motel bathroom; there wasn’t much room only a sink, toilet and small bath wedged into a corner. Slowly walking over to the bath Angel managed to lean up against the wall at the end of the bath where Willow’s head was. Grabbing a sponge off the side he dipped in the water enjoying the startled yelp from Willow as she splashed around. "Willow this is meant to be relaxing." Pulling the sponge back out of the water he held it over her shoulder and let it drip down and splash back into the bath. "Just relax."
"But…."
"But nothing." He smiled as he began to lather the sponge with soap. "Don’t make me get in there with you."
"Ok, no, shutting up now." Willow held herself still in the bath as her eyes watched Angel’s every move.
"It’s like before only with water ok?" Angel placed the sponge on her shoulder and began to wash her gently in a massaging way. The soft sponge replacing his fingers and the warm water working into to her tense muscles.
Willow closed her eyes and gave over to the soothing feeling that washed over her as Angel continued his ministrations. The warm air and water was relaxing her against her will. She was sat naked in a bath, only a flimsy layer of bubble bath bubbles protected her modesty and she was leaning back against the tub, her eyes closed almost moaning in the delightful pleasure that Angel was bestowing upon her body. As she relaxed even more she felt herself slowly slipping down the bath. She was so far gone that it wasn’t until she heard Angel’s soft voice in her ear that she realised that his arm was wrapped around her waist pulling her back up. She didn’t hear the words that he spoke, didn’t care that he was touching her naked body she just smiled at him and leaned back into his other hand urging him to continue.
Angel released her body once he felt sure she wasn’t going to slip down again and continued to bathe her. His dipped his hand down into the water again and gently began to wash her chest, at receiving no protest he ventured further and gently swished the sponge around her breasts and down her stomach. He felt her sudden intake of breath as her stomach sucked in as she realised what he was doing. "It’s ok." He whispered in her ear calming her nerves as he pulled his hand out of the water. He looked at her, her head was still leaning back against the tub, her eyes closed. She was relaxed.
Moving from behind her Angel moved along the bath and reached into the water again pulling one leg out with him. Willow arched her foot as he touched the sole of her foot and bit back her giggle. Angel quickly swiped the soapy sponge over it and moved up to her calf and gently scrubbed moving the sponge in circular motions as he massaged her leg muscles. He moved up to her knee and washed over it moving on to her thigh. He felt her bristle as he moved higher and stopped. Gently he placed her leg back in the water and reached in for her other leg and bestowed on that the same care.
Rinsing his hands in the bath water Angel stood again and moved back to the top of the bath gently trailing his fingers across Willow’s shoulders. He heard her soft moan at the delicate touch and smiled. Gently he pushed her forward and leaned behind her bringing a cup down into the water with him. His traced his hand up her neck and to her face, briefly caressing her face with his thumb and then moved on to her forehead where he placed his hand and raised the other from the water. Slowly and carefully he tipped the cup over her head shielding her eyes from the water. He repeated this until her hair was wet and then he let her fall gently back against the bath. Taking a bottle of shampoo from the wash basin he squeezed some into his hands and then went back to her hair.
Willow lay back in the bath contentedly. She had never had someone take care of her, think of her needs and be kind and gentle to her like Angel was being. Since an early age she had to take care of herself and her wants had never really entered into the equation. She sighed loudly when she felt Angel’s hands return to her head and began to slowly massage the shampoo in. The smell of strawberries and cream filled the room again in a fresh wave and she inhaled deeply savouring the taste and the feel of Angel’s hands as he touched all the right place to relax her and wash her hair at the same time. She let him push her forward again and cup her face as he rinsed her hair. She delighted in the sensations it caused, the heavy hair filled with soap suds to light and watery hair as she felt the shampoo wash out and Angel’s fingers run through her wet hair making sure the soap was gone. Lying back against the bath she became aware of a noise, it was her own contented sigh. She had completely given herself over to Angel and trusted in him to relax her and her had. She had never felt that way before. She felt Angel’s strong hands on her shoulders again as they gently massaged her. Relaxing into his touch again she let him take control.
Angel smiled as he felt Willow lean into him. The truth be told he was enjoying himself just by being able to help her. He moved his fingers to her neck again and gently ran his fingers over her delicate skin enjoying the shiver of delight that ran down Willow’s back. Slowly sliding his fingers down her shoulder he dipped them into the water and gently took her hand in his and pulled it from the water. "Time to get out now." He whispered against her ear. He pulled her up, Willow didn’t even protest about her modesty as she allowed him to wrapped a large white towel around her as she stepped out of the bath. Angel led her back to the bedroom and sat her on the bed, sitting next to her he took a smaller towel and began to towel off her hair gently. "Brush?" He asked quietly. Willow began to get up to retrieve it when he pushed her back down. "No tell me and I will get it." Finding it on the nightstand he picked it up and returned to her and began to slowly pull the brush through her hair.
Willow gave in to the wonderful sensations and closed her eyes again and leaned back against the hard chest behind her. She felt as if she was floating. She was in heaven and this was her Angel. She giggled softly at that. Angel was her angel.
"What is it?" The words seemed to float around her; she couldn’t make out that they were spoken by Angel behind her. She simply snuggled closer to him and dropped further into the blissful sleep she was entered.
Angel let out a small sigh as Willow tucked herself up against him. He snaked his arms around her and held her enjoying the feel of her against him and the smell of her newly washed hair. He knew he couldn’t stay he had to leave, the sun would be up soon and he had to get back the office. Slowly pulling himself away from her he stood up and laid her down. Pushing a few of her wet strands of red hair out of her face he smiled as he gently kissed her forehead and pulled the covers over her. He turned to leave noting the small smile on her lips and decided that he liked it and would do anything to keep it there. Silently he left the room leaving Willow to her sweet dreams.
The End