"Angel?" Willow asked.
The figure moved into the light. "Willow."
"Goddess, you scared me. It's great to see you." She said, going to him and hugging him.
His brown eyes showed surprise at her trusting gesture. "How do you know it's really me? I could have lost my soul again."
"Nope. I know. Besides, the soul is permanent, remember?"
"Yeah...well, you should be more careful." he said gruffly.
Willow rolled her eyes. "What-ever. Now, tell me, dear friend, why are you here?"
"I heard about Oz...thought you might need a friend." he said simply.
Willow felt tears in her eyes. He'd
come to her from LA. He would never know that his departure had upset her
far more than Oz. She had sensed the end to her and Oz's relationship during
the summer. She knew now that she had never truly loved him the way that
he deserved. The events
of the past weeks had been surprising, but not unexpected. Her heart had belonged to the man standing in front of her since he had first saved her. She was just very good at hiding that little fact.
"You heard? About Oz?"
He nodded. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah...it hurt the first few days...still does. It feels like I lost a great friend."
Angel pulled the small girl into
his arms, offering comfort. He had to be honest with himself. When he had
heard about Oz, he had been overjoyed. It had taken some true soul searching
on his part before he had realized why. He loved Willow. Over the past
few years, she had become the best friend that he had ever had. There were
numerous times that she would come over and watch tv and just talk. He
had never told Buffy nor had she. It was just something secret between
them. After he had lost his soul, he had been obsessed. He had wanted to
possess her....it had been far worse than anyone had ever know, that need
to have her with him for eternity. When he had returned to hell, he had
avoided her as much as possible. Memories of his thoughts, his desires...had haunted him. She had badgered him until he finally let her into his life once again. She was truly an amazing young woman. Why was he here? Because, now that Oz was gone, he wanted the chance to make her his. He looked down and was caught by her green eyes. She had pulled back and watching him with a smile on her pretty lips. He felt his eyes narrow as he leaned forward and claimed her mouth.
Angel was kissing her. It wasn't
a dream this time. She could feel his hard chest under her roaming hands.
His wet lips on hers....his tongue in her mouth....his hands on her breasts....it
was electric. She had never felt this passion with Oz. With him, it had
been sweet and soft, just like him. Not this demanding....this needy. She
felt as though she had found a lost piece of herself. She felt herself
pushed against the hood of car. Oh wow...Angel was full of surprises....no
sweet love here. Just passionate need.....She whimpered when she felt his
hand caressing her core. She opened her eyes and looked into his. She saw
lust and desire and love....Angel loved her. She smiled as she knew what
she need to do. She reached for the zipper of his pants, slowly sliding
it down over his erection. Her eyes never left his. As soon as he was freed,
he pushed her skirt up and balanced her on the car. He entered her with
a deep thrust. She felt as though she might be splitting in two. She and
Oz had made love several times, but he had never filled her this way. They
set a rhythm, their mouth joining once again. After several deep thrusts,
it became too much. She felt herself tighten around him as she
climaxed. He thrust two more times before he joined her in release. She tried to catch her breath, laying her forehead on his shoulder. She felt his hand under her chin as he lifted her face so that their gazes caught. She knew her eyes reflected the love she saw in his. He leaned forward and gently kissed her. They would discuss the repercussions of their actions and their future later. Now, now was the time to simply feel.