"You came," Angelus breathed in relief, staring at Leannán before scowling deeply. "Where have you been?"
She grinned widely at him from the doorway before slipping out, her hand motioning for him to come forward. Hastily he sprang after her intent on capturing his dreaming golden goddess, his every intent to throw her on his bed and make love to her wildly and roughly.
If she couldn't walk, she couldn't leave him again.
However Leannán eluded him as she pivoted out of the doorway and it was all he could do not to growl at her menacingly. "Damn it Leannán! Stay still!"
"So you can catch me easily? I don't think so." Leannán sang sweetly to him from down the hall when he emerged from the bedroom.
A loud rumbled left his chest in frustration as he hurried after her. If she got to the street before he caught up to her, Leannán could escape him completely. Her laughter echoed up ahead, and he put on another burst of speed, jogging towards her but like a woodland sprite she danced away.
Angelus watched her twirl and beckon him to follow her and like a smittened hunter he pursued her. He could no longer tell who was the predator and who the delectable prey. Leannán sung coyly over her shoulder, as she added a sashay to her step.
"Moon sits on his throne in the night sky,
Passing the eons by flirting with Sun.
A budding romance has sure to begun
When she takes his hand with mischief in her eyes."
Immediately his hand was captured in a small warm grip and he spun around catching his smug little sprite. Leannán shrieked in laugher as he spun her around in his embrace. Angelus wanted her, lusting after her creamy flesh, and needed her to want him with the same intensity as he craved her.
Angelus tilted her face upward and kissed her, like a man who faced the world without his mate, parched and needy for her touch and taste. Leannán sighed softly, opening her mouth to his assult, her arms entwining around his neck pulling him closer as she reached up on tiptoe for his kiss.
"I missed you," Leannán whispered softly against his lips, nipping them apart with her teeth, as she looked up at him from under thick eyelashes.
"Where did you go?" Angelus demanded gruffly, tightening his arms around her waist.
"To wake," she said sadly.
Confused, he inquired, "To wake?"
Leannán nodded. "Or time is up for now my Angelus." Her fingers brushed a lock of hair lightly behind his ear, before kissing him quickly.
"No!" Angelus ground out, pulling back from her enticing kiss swollen lips. Quickly he swept her in his arms, and spirited her off, unwilling to let her leave him.
"When you wake," Leannán said reasonably, though her voice tinged with sadness. "I will be no more."
"Then I'll never wake Leannán," he vowed vehemently, carrying her with him to Parc Andre Citroen. Where else to take a sprite such as she, but to some secluded grove in bloom.
She quieted him with her fingers on his lips, the first stirrings of anger in her eyes. "Don't make a promise you can't keep."
"I refuse to wake." He told her, glaring down upon her.
Leannán picked at the buttons on his shirt, before turning her face to the nearest bloom when he settled them into a well isolated spot. "Stubborn as always." She sighed heavily, plucking a bloom from the jasmine bush and brushing it along the arch of his eyebrow.
"You won't leave." Angelus told her.
Leannán looked at him for a long time before replying. "I will leave when next you wake, not because I want to but because it is time for us to part. Fates have granted us this reprieve, but it like most things can not be our haven for long."
"Why?" He asked, his voice bitter, as his hands curved upward to her encased breasts.
"I love you," Leannán whispered, her back arching into his touch as he cupped her, rubbing his thumbs along the outside edges of her nipples.
Angelus begged her. "Don't go." Cutting off her words he kissed her, lying her back against the grass. He leaned over her, kissing everywhere. Her lips, her eyes, her cheeks, her jaw, her throat. There he played, his tongue dipping into the crevice of her collarbone before coming back up to suckle her flesh between his teeth, biting roughly.
His hands ripped her bodice down, and he gazed upon her unfettered breasts, delighting in the fact she wore no chemise. Hungrily he lapped at her pebbled peaks, taking them in his mouth one at a time and suckling. Angelus grabbed her waist and with one hand he swiped her gown off of her body, and she lay nude before him.
He licked the undersides of her breasts, enjoying the racking shudder that ran through her and the soft keening cry as her hands came up to his chest and began the tedious task of slipping each button out of its hole. Impatiently Angelus ripped the shirt off chiding her gently for wasting time on clothes.
Leannán huffed up at him and made a sweeping motion to his pants. Angelus roughly undid the snaps and shoved it off his hips. His hands grabbed her thighs and opened them wide, so that she was exposed to the cool night air and then his cool hard cock as he shoved himself inside her fluttering sheath.
She moaned, her nails biting into his back drawing blood in ten tiny crescent shaped marks. Her head tossed to the side, her body arching in one long lithe line as he pounded inside her, his fingers playing over her slick little bundle of nerves.
"An-gel-us!" Leannán sobbed, biting his shoulder to muffled her screams.
He quickened the pace, pinching her clitoris harder, closing his eyes to the intense heat she exuded around him, her vise like muscles clenching rapidly around him until he cried out releasing his cool seed inside of her. Hips still pumping he drove her to her impending climax, loving her quickened breath, panting sharply until she mewled and fell over the edge of release.
When she had come he collapsed on top of her in a sated heap. His nose buried in the warmth of her neck, and tentatively he licked the salty spot before breathing in her vanilla scent, losing himself in her arms.
It wasn't until he woke up in his bed that he realized the error he had made, the promise he hadn't kept.
And she was gone