See, I told you it would be soon!
Please see previous parts for disclaimer, etc.
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Spike stepped through the door of the magic shop,
nodding to the Englishman who looked up at his
entrance. “Hey watcher, heard anything from Red
lately?”
“You mean Willow?” Giles asked. He looked surprised
by the question for a moment before frowning slightly.
“Actually, no. Angel usually calls, but I haven’t
heard from him in some time.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” Xander chimed. “Maybe you ought
to give Deadboy a call. Make sure he’s taking care of
our Wills.”
“Yes, I think I will.” Giles dug through several
drawers before finding the new phone number for Angel
Investigations. He picked up the phone and dialed.
Spike tapped his fingers on the table, suddenly
nervous without really knowing why. His head jerked up
when he heard the watcher begin to speak.
“Willow!” Giles exclaimed. “It’s Giles. How are you
doing?”
On the other end, Willow froze. Angel noticed the
redhead’s sudden tenstion and took the phone from her.
“Who is this?” he asked tightly.
Giles was visibly flustered. “Angel, it’s Rupert.
Ah, is Willow alright?”
Spike frowned, wondering why the poof was suddenly on
the phone.
Angel relaxed. “Willow is fine. You just caught her
off guard. Can you hand on for a minute?” Angel put
the man on hold without waiting for his reply. “Do
you want to talk to him?” Angel asked his childe.
“He doesn’t know, does he?” Willow said softly.
Angel shook his head. “I haven’t said anything about
turning you or about us. I was waiting for the right
time.”
Willow chewed her lip nervously, an action that never
failed to arouse the dark vampire. “I’ll talk to
him,” she finally said. She reached for the phone
tentatively and hit the hold button. “Hi Giles.”
“Willow,” the Englishman breathed. “It’s so nice to
hear your voice. How are you enjoying LA?”
“It’s great, Giles.” Willow gave her nervous sire a
reassuring smile. “Angel takes good care of me.”
“I’m very glad to hear that. We were actually a bit
worried since we hadn’t heard from Angel in a while.”
Spike snorted at Giles’ comment, thinking that he’d
been the one to bring it up in the first place. Giles
ignored him.
“Well, things here have been, um, busy. But
everything is just fine.”
“Yes. Good. Would you like to talk to Xander?”
Xander, who’d been hovering over Giles’ shoulder
expectantly, snatched the phone from the older man.
“Hey Wills! I miss you. When are you coming back?”
“I, I don’t know, Xander. Angel really needs me
here,” Willow offered.
“I thought he was a big bad vampire. Can’t Deadboy
handle things by himself?” Xander asked irritatedly.
“Xander, please,” Willow pleaded. She didn’t want to
fight with her best friend.
“Okay, okay. But you are coming down for my birthday
this weekend, right? You’ve never missed my birthday
before.”
Willow grimaced. She couldn’t believe she’d almost
forgotten about it. “I know, Xan. I’ll be there, I
promise.”
“Cool. I miss you, Will,” Xander replied. “Did you
need to talk to Giles again?”
“Um, no, I’ll just talk to him on Saturday.”
“Okay, be at my apartment around 9ish. I don’t know
what we’re doing exactly, but we’re all going to meet
there.”
“Okay, Xan. See you soon.” Willow hung up the phone
and looked at her sire. “Want to go to Sunnydale with
me?”
“I wouldn’t let you go without me,” Angel said softly
as he gathered the redhead into his arms. She closed
her eyes and returned his embrace, sighing softly as
his hands began to trace circles on her back.
“Um, Angel,” Wesley’s voice interrupted the tender
moment. “I hate to bother you two, but that giant
lizard isn’t going to wait forever.”
“You’re right, Wes,” Willow said, reluctantly
withdrawing from her sire’s embrace. “And you did say
we had to get to the eggs before they hatch, right?”
“He sure did,” Wesley said, hoisting the sledgehammer
over his shoulder. “Let’s say we go make an
omelette.”
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“Ugh, this stuff is disgusting,” Cordelia exclaimed as
she wiped at the sticky purple liquid. “Why can’t the
PTB’s ever send us after bad guys that don’t explode
into goo?”
Willow giggled at the ex-cheerleader’s comment. She
glanced around at the group, who were all covered in
the same purple slime. “Maybe they secretly bought
stock in dry cleaning companies,” she joked.
Cordelia laughed. “I’m just glad we finally convinced
Angel to buy another washer and dryer for the office.
At least I can clean up before I go back to the
apartment.”
“Yeah, Dennis is still mad at you for spilling wine on
the carpet,” Gunn teased.
“It was Wesley’s fault,” Cordelia protested. “He
bumped into me!”
“I told you I was accident prone,” the Englishman
replied.
“Guys,” Angel interrupted. “Let’s just get back to
the hotel and clean up. Some of us aren’t interested
in being out until morning.”
Willow rolled her eyes at the dark vampire playfully.
“Always the responsible one,” she said dramatically.
Laughter echoed through the warehouse as the team made
their way through the mess of broken shells and out
into the night air.
**********
“I think Cordy is right,” Willow said as she toweled
off her hair. “Why do demons and other assorted
baddies have to die so messily?”
“I think it’s just the PTB’s doing me a favor by
giving me lots of opportunities to shower with you,”
Angel teased, smacking the redhead playfully on the
ass.
“Whatever,” Willow replied. She drifted into the
bedroom and plopped onto the bed. Her mind drifted
back to the conversation she’d had with Xander
earlier, and a serious expression crept over her face.
“Thinking about going to Sunnydale?” Angel asked,
settling beside her.
“Yeah,” Willow murmured. She laid back on the bed and
snuggled up to her sire. “I’m just worried about how
they’re going to react.”
“It’ll be okay. They’re your friends, they’ll
understand.” Angel began to stroke the redhead’s hair
softly.
“I know.” Willow was silent for a moment.
“You’re worried about seeing him, aren’t you?” Angel
tried to keep the jealousy out of his voice, but he
doubted that he succeeded.
“Yes,” Willow admitted. “I still really care about
him, Angel. And what about Buffy? She doesn’t know
your soul is permanent. What is she wants you back?”
“It doesn’t matter, Willow. First of all, I have you
now. And I don’t want Buffy. Besides, she has Spike
now.” He felt the redhead flinch at the reminder.
“But you love Buffy,” Willow said softly.
“No. I love you.”
Willow sat up and stared down at the older vampire,
surprise evident on her face. “You what?”
Angel sat up and held her chin in his hand. Staring
deeply into her emerald eyes, he repeated himself. “I
love you, Willow.”
Willow dropped her head. “Angel, I, I don’t know what
to say.”
“Don’t say anything. I didn’t expect for this to
happen, well, at least not so soon,” he amended. “But
I love you and nothing is going to change that.
Nothing and no one is going to come between us.”
“But, Angel,” Willow protested.
“What? Are you going to say that you don’t love me?”
Willow’s eyes filled with tears and she nodded slowly.
“I knew that already, Willow,” Angel said gently.
“But I’m a very patient man. If it takes a hundred
years before you love me, I’ll wait that long. I’d
prefer not to, but I’ll wait if I have to.”
Willow smiled at the dark vampire, wishing she could
reciprocate his feelings for her sire. She opened her
mouth to speak, but he silenced her with a finger
against her lips. “Don’t say anything, Willow,” he
said softly. “Just feel.” He crushed his mouth to
hers in a demanding kiss, groaning as he felt his body
respond instantly.
Angel cupped the redhead’s firm breasts in his hands,
kneading the flesh gently. He lowered his mouth to
lave one erect nipple with his tongue. Willow moaned
and arched her back, leaning into the contact. Angel
bit her gently with blunt teeth, causing the redhead
to whimper softly. He pushed her back onto the bed
and trailed kisses over her firm stomach, his hands
caressing her bare skin. He made his way lower,
placing featherlight kisses on her soft mound of
curls. Willow growled softly.
Angel glanced up to see her face hovering between
human and demon. He smiled, secretly proud of himself
that he could make her lose control so easily. He was
reminded of the task at hand by the feel of her
fingers in his hair, urging him closer to her core.
Angel placed gentle kisses against her sex, savoring
the clean scent of her for a moment. He breathed
deeply before tasting her. Willow groaned and Angel’s
cock throbbed in response. He explored her slowly and
carefully, enjoying every movement as the redhead
squirmed beneath him. He slowly eased a finger inside
her and began to stroke gently. Willow groaned
louder, tightening her muscles around the dark
vampire’s finger. Angel worried her clit with his
tongue as he continued to coax more moisture from her
core. As he bit down gently, he was rewarded with a
loud cry and his face was flooded with her release.
Angel continued to lick and suck for a moment as the
redhead quivered beneath him.
He lifted himself over her and guided his member to
her soaked channel. He brushed the head of his cock
across her sex and began to slid into her when he was
stopped by her soft voice.
“Angel, can I?” The redhead stopped and grinned shyly
before continuing. It never ceased to amaze Angel how
she could still retain such innocence, even after all
that had happened between them. “I want to be on
top,” she whispered.
Angel smiled and laid beside her on the bed. Willow
smiled at him shyly and began to kiss her way across
his smooth chest. She followed the same path that he
had, biting gently at the dark skin of his nipples
then tracing her way down his stomach. She stopped
and pressed her face against the dark curls at the
base of his cock, breathing in the musky odor. She
placed light kisses against the smooth skin of his
erection, giggling softly as it twitched in response.
“Willow,” Angel murmured softly. “Don’t tease.”
She smiled at him and moved back up to kiss him
hungrily on the lips. She threw one leg over his
hips, straddling his crotch. She reached down to ease
him slowly into her, her breath catching as she felt
herself stretched by his considerable size. Angel
growled beneath her, his senses focused entirely on
the tight, wet body of his childe. He bucked his hips
to meet her causing her to cry out softly. His hands
gripped her hips, driving her down onto his aching
cock. She leaned forward, her hard nipples brushing
against his chest. She mashed her clit against him
with each downward motion as their movements became
more frantic.
“Willow,” Angel hissed as he neared his release. He
could still feel her muscles spasming around him from
her earlier orgasm.
“Oh, God, Angel,” she moaned. His fingers dug into
her hips as he struggled to keep control, to let her
find her release with him. “Bite me, Angel, please,”
she whimpered.
Angel’s stared at her for a moment, drinking in the
sight of her body, naked and waiting as his face
shifted. He pulled her down to him, sinking his fangs
into the smooth skin of her neck. She screamed as she
came, her body trembling with release. Angel released
her neck to scream her name as he emptied his cold
dead seed deep inside of her. He kissed the bite mark
softly before capturing her lips and sharing the taste
of her. Willow sighed into the kiss and laid her head
on his chest.
“I do love you, Willow,” Angel said softly.
Willow smiled and hugged him tighter. She was falling
in love with him too, but she was still too frightened
to admit it even to herself.